Sunday, June 10, 2012

the bridge

speaking poem amongst the din
                  what was seen remains non specific words
tires spinning metal stretch across the bay
                  heavy heart unburdening without record
this poem naked artless true
                  heart listening within its own measure
nonetheless tasting moments otherwise
                  melancholia undeniable sated
shadowed hard to know what dance
                  all things connected underbelly back body
what contact what continuity
                  touching tenderness speaking unspoken
the span the span the span the span
eventual arrival the side yet reached

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