Tuesday, January 02, 2007

tricks and sorcels

of course, you've been dreaming
longer than you should
it's failed you at the end
you believe
let's watch the clouds breaking
split into untidy pieces

your hours are strange hours
unlike mine, unlike silver-eyed lads
you weave grey into mishappen ropes
conjurers' tricks have you spelled
what strangeness needs binding
from you?
leave me scents and savors
i can go captured by wildness

here is my place for sitting stopped
to watch this world i've just created
i'm banished, still a thief after all
after all
but i've keys to doors poorly guarded
and know some stealth
i've no fear of the treachery you've gilded
i too have met love


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