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Sunday, November 03, 2013

Stoop

for JQO

Now do you think of me

as nettling around you?
I don't know how to be
I don't know where to stand,
put my hands --find a way to
join you on your stoop.
Lets draw figures in this mud;
your speak
I can no longer speak,
your space is so far away.
Walking lightly to your door:
where are you now?

and now?


2 comments:

Scott said...

When are you reading out again? You gave me a card at your last reading, but your site doesn't say where you will be...

FirstPersonArts said...

"find a way to join you on your stoop" is such a nice line. Aspiring to neighborliness.