One Day
One day you’ll be big enough
to go where your heart asks.
When your eyelids lift,
you’ll see you are there already,
one parking garage-sized foot
stepping on the hem of a
country, the other piercing
the ocean, clamping into sand.
Showing posts with label One Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label One Day. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Friday, August 3, 2012
Text Art: One Day
I don't mean it in a depressing way....more like this. (Shooby dooby dooby dooby do wah wah.) And who wants a parking garage, anyway? Except to scribble words onto, of course!
Have a wonderful weekend. Thanks for reading this week!
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
One Day, None of This Will Be Yours
One Day, None of This Will Be Yours
No Mary Poppins handbag,
no umbrella or cough syrup
or keychain. You’ll rise up
from the street, the flag
your body has always been
becoming. No heavy pockets,
no rat’s nest of wires, socket
bloated, sparking. No sheepskin
rug, inherited, a robe flopped
down on the floor with no being
inside. No bookshelf disagreeing
with itself about posture, propped
up with a Norton Anthology.
No filing cabinet. No need
to hold onto statements or deeds.
No need for new technology.
No Mary Poppins handbag,
no umbrella or cough syrup
or keychain. You’ll rise up
from the street, the flag
your body has always been
becoming. No heavy pockets,
no rat’s nest of wires, socket
bloated, sparking. No sheepskin
rug, inherited, a robe flopped
down on the floor with no being
inside. No bookshelf disagreeing
with itself about posture, propped
up with a Norton Anthology.
No filing cabinet. No need
to hold onto statements or deeds.
No need for new technology.
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