Monday, March 05, 2007

dead

i'm dead

so cry , cry , cry
tense tears to a sparkle
through a silver threaded
river woven
like the snake uncoiling
to a mothersea
my flesh my blood
through this vein unfolds
the sand , a grain
and shell and shoal
feel the light
and colour of my life

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