amongst books

amongst books

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

anti-ghazal for v.


confined in shadow
she craves fire

to burn away
the childhood palette

of linoleum green floors
& wainscotted off pinks

it's not
that the moon

was full

by thick branches
breaking against

the walls
of the red brick

house in the wind
all day & all night

the angels
continued to circle

refusing to land
on the sill

of the sad child's
bedroom window

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