Friday, September 21, 2012


Magpie #135

Close to breath
Close to touch
Close to in-between
Hardest rock
And breathless night
Cover beneath the seams
Are you there?
Or are you not?
Our eyes darkened like caves
Your black night cave eyes
Spilling out
Down your cheeks
And down your face

I feel like I can grab you
I know it all too well
But then I look again
And think
You're not so there so well.

The shadows cut across you
The lines divide our stride
You are sketched
And I am pink
Against this yellow sky
You blend in
But do not fade
Although you seem to disappear
And I am clothed
But not too well
While I fight to keep you here.