Thursday, October 25, 2012
;) I'm not crazy, I promise xx
Dear Myra,
please don't be mad at me
I was only pondering my thoughts on waters so calm I wished not to tread
but to dip in one toe at a time, enough to taste the thirst /
It's a shame the pond reflects such a sailboat on black seas above... half a moon is never much fun without the other half /
I have taken malicious bounds through delicious fields of green with grass as tall as a cat's fur on end; but even my own cries die down like hopeful embers on ash /
but you..Dear Myra, I will never forget the gist of your cry ; it has been laid out bluntly and beautifully like a tiger's death turned to rug of fur to cushion most peculiar stance /
I am your audience /
I am your jester in courts of approval ;
I am the Messiah produced by passion who fed rich crowd
with simple ideas / you are the last I will love
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