wings
on her leg
the Mother
left to stone
and earth.
*
when she was dying. decided not
to be a splendid
butterfly house
and now has made,
a You
you're balanced
because put stones
on your mother
*
from the splay
winking Make me
*
This is Zero Flutter
a walkway
in weirdness come see
this your right
Mother
*
Posted to post. grave. a child he comes
to it opens
a savior
a savior within a kitchen
*
tugs on iridescence
with your laugh
whorld
pinned to something
You are
behind the first book
*
the stone
you put on
my wings. iridesce
fly out of a hospital
room you laugh as you morph
whorld
interest only
you told me
the world
*
you have caught me
you horrify me
with the comments
from your wings
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
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