Monday, November 08, 2010

Gogyohka poem v



Gogyohka poem v


Your legs
are wide open;
a night of unfinished
buses crashing
on a golf course.

I close my eyes
frightened
of the empty beer cans,
packed
in that locked closet.

Between one chapter 
and the next 
a summer breeze
and a winter storm
circle each other.

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