May 27, 2015

theft velvet tells it from night to morning...

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theft velvet tells it from night to morning

I am stealing 
space and glow 
you left behind 
unfurling a rise 
of scented you 
I ghost limb-watch 
bearded irises sway 
by an open window

time is why I need seeds/ 
for loam(s), chased poems/ 
I am a thirsty traveler/ 
borrowing scripts and paint/ 
I beg alms and corners/ 
from forests and urban decay/ 
I say, here is my heart in bloom/ 
give me roots enough to stay/
I will sell flowers for dinner and room
so we may both eat in tonight/


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