smashing dears, smashing

Mar 20, 2003 18:37

in the bay i saw dolphins
chesapeake that is
jumping amidst the canadian geese
now i dont want to hear it
they dont swim perhaps?
and no dolphin would live in that bay.
one dead on purpose.
one dead with tearful suprise.
one alive and screaming his delight.
639pm on the eastern shore.
that wind keeps roaring, and the water is deep and grey beneath us as we travel across the bridge from annapolis.
and the rain is blustery. and chilled.
pink with red lace
your eyes, hair color, name
in my sleep heavy head
i see, i be
cold, comforted, forgotten.
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