October 29 2013

 

catching birdsPhotograph By: Stephanie Bracciano

 

I am the white knight

The only cell

In abandon

On a deconstructed shore

I collect birds and shells

Impossible are the dreams

That melancholy ignites

*

If a monster still

Tell me

What is the price of salt?

To be pure

As before birth

On the cusp

Of a torrential heaven

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