Thursday, January 26, 2012

I lay down my bedtime.
I want to give it to you
not grandly - or grandly
for a moment, 
wearing a crown of moss
a hood of moss that drapes my neck and
pulling this aside -

to make a declaration - no
bets or promises,
no bedtime
no

no declaration.
so often you leave this place
with the greatest care. 
almost constantly.

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