Sunday, October 09, 2005


She knew there was no reason
no need to cover her eyes.
A plume in her hat
a disguise
confusing to the wise.
Distracting the mounting current of doting menaces
jealous hearts engage in such trivial accessories.
An accessory
he supposed
and was kept off guard.
With eagerness
pebbles in his hand
and in the current
of such obscenities
he drifted.
Empty spaces
an elevated view
sentimental tunnels
across the moon
and pebbles turn to roses
at the back door
where he was happy
to hold contented
yet unexpected remains.

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