6/27/09

sleep

in the cold cold inert hole

i see you

making a magic potion

with

moonlight, tears & some plane powdered dreams

1 comment:

anish said...

we drink it up.. plunge into the sea straight off the cliff. drifting on currents to faraway coral reefs. spread around the rest on the shore. sparrows taste it and are moon-struck. dream of building a nest up there.