Friday, January 16, 2009

Happy Birthday LilyDay and Gwynn

I wrote you both a poem right now.

i think my heart is growing in backwards

it used to hangheavy
never picked at the right time
i let it swell but then the rot


but since
being loved everyday
harvested and used

i cannot help but think of
being happy and the autumn
as interchangeable things

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