Thursday, June 17, 2010

did you ever see a sky quite like

on the roof just now i saw someone watching me open my arms to the golden rain and animal clouds, in the old folks' building across the street, i saw them as i turned they darted to a more secluded window, that is the first rule of watching, no sudden shameful movements
anyway this storm says she'll scour you with science,
hots and colds and friction,
electric chrysanthemum blooms

1 comment:

mandibles said...

more poems, saraaayyy. they are leaking out anyways.