7/14/09

Mermaid

Trapped on the islands of the city
sailing through the confines
as if on a voyage far away
the eruption of the sweetest voice
the boat catches
breaks upon the reefs of my soul
and stuck stranded between here and there
I think I will rest
just an age longer
just a second longer
as the sweetness flows through my ears.

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Blueberry

Dripping off a branch
dropping into an outstretched palm
dripping into an outstretched mouth
dropping through to a stomach hungering
as drips of juice drop down a pale chin

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333

numerical perfection
as if golden
godly number of numbers
multiples
similar, the same
repetition
as if a mantra
they fall from clouds like the rays in threes