Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Sequins

you watch a meteor passing
drawing lines in the sky
you watch as the birds start flying
drawing the air from the city
you see the stars unfold stories
untold paths drawn over
streets kept distance and
sold brass compasses
with antique watches
loafing on a table
on a chequed cloth
for sale it says
but nobody dare
remove them from
their home

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