SKYLIGHT
I watch a small bird
bury itself upside
down in the earth
and wonder where
the sky's exit is.
Then I open an
old box I keep
my fondest memories
in and forget
them one by one.
I am trying to ready
myself for what
cannot be avoided:
the unimaginable.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
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