1.
i can see your face more clearly
the parts i don't want to see
that make this hole, the size of the
full moon
even more obvious
2.
in my yellow room, paper lanterns
on the floor
my chest toward the full moon
i open my ribs to let my heart
out
3.
i was hoping my heart would
leave
merge with the full moon
make it
new
4 comments:
gorgeously executed thoughts... sometimes i think that eloquent blurbs of wisdom are the most profound form of poetry....
thank you Paisley
like this
first i thought the first stanza was the best--
now
all
Thank you Scot...what changed your mind, if I may ask?
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