Monday, August 18, 2008

scooters, vacation, fall

Vast and Red


It is like a moor!

the loneliness cried.

This body cannot die.

put my rockish cenotaph

down in soily peat bog

so that I may live

forever.


What is the color

of closing blank eyes

and a lifetime passing by

without seeing this

very small girl

hiding.


The sense of the gruesome

is well developed

in some children

more than others.

Blame eyeyes.


She sees infinity

when she closes

her eyes

in tiny

dots

red.

-Jayinee

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