Jul 03, 2005 11:01
oh morning without warning like a hole,
& i watch you go.
there are some mornings when the sky looks like a road;
there are some dragons who were built to have and hold;
& some machines are dropped from great heights lovingly;
& some bellies ache with many bumblebees,
(& they sting so terribly).
i do as i please,
now i'm on my knees.
your skin is something that i stir into my tea.
& i am watching you
& you are starry, starry, starry
& i'm tumbling down...