Above (07.27.11)
Good-bye, Brown. Sharp. Dry.
Good-bye, strange desert
(where I keep falling in love).
Good-bye, mountains
(from which I want to scream):
Good-bye, Wild! Sun! Fire!
Good-bye, strange dreams
(that leave me thirsty, desperate)
Good-bye, stubborn ground
(if only for a few fleeting days).
I will see you from far above
and all your curves and rough edges and scars
will become tidy geometric shapes:
emotionless, uncharged, no surprises.
Good-bye, Brown. Sharp. Dry.
Good-bye, strange desert
(where I keep falling in love).
Good-bye, mountains
(from which I want to scream):
Good-bye, Wild! Sun! Fire!
Good-bye, strange dreams
(that leave me thirsty, desperate)
Good-bye, stubborn ground
(if only for a few fleeting days).
I will see you from far above
and all your curves and rough edges and scars
will become tidy geometric shapes:
emotionless, uncharged, no surprises.
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