Sep. 30th, 2010

cedarmyna: illustrated image of a white bird on a branch at night (Default)
dream poem no.1: it's not what you get out

"I know it's a terrible thing to say to your best friend
but I just wasn't getting anything out of it anymore,"
I overhear her say, and I remember
waking up last night at the bottom of the river
without knowing where I was, but with you
watching me; you didn't say anything, you
just draped my arms over your slender shoulders
and you carried me back upstream.

February 2011

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