Taste the earthiness
of this day
like the worms do
Mortar between
the sunrise
and the setting
that will rise
in the night.
Dress in a gown of stars
made by your mother,
perfect in every way,
and dance
as if tomorrow
was only
a dream.
Grit
between
your hungry
teeth
devouring
each moment
as a sweet gift.
Thursday, August 16, 2012
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