Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Echoing

Last century
when the stars cried out their addresses
you slipped off your dresses
the two flowered ones
when the stars cried out their addresses
What were you wearing?
the two flowered ones
the lights dimmed close
What were you wearing
to the earth and whole arms?
the lights dimmed close
were back logging their questions
to the earth and whole arms
and the few like dramas
were back logging their questions
and exaggerated loves
and a few like dramas
blue from the curtains
and exaggerated loves
closing and covered in shadows
blue from the curtains
last century
closing and covered in shadows
you slipped off your dresses

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