Friday, September 23, 2011

conmigo, contigo

the advanced sense
of time to go
advanced me to this point.
the ring of bells
in the night made
me faint with expecting
that instantly and
this immediately;
flakes of gold
beheld in the night
beach stones
held up to the light
revealed sus colores
ser una caja de piedra,
una mano de mi mind.

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