Ecclesiastes

by on March 28, 2015 :: 0 comments

I
drag horsefeathers
behind yesteryears
heaped end over end
in a pinewood box
I
tally tarnished trinkets
skewed round my wrist
leave laurel leaf tokens
down long littered trails
I
bounce words beyond
bemused canyon walls
channel futile chants
enchant no one at all
I
howl hallelujah
moo monomanic mantras
pray to plump moons
beam syllables into space
I
swallow fertile eggs
scramble serpent shadows
heave heavy yokes
seep pollen into sky
I
store silent faith
married in my marrow
gulp opal shots of verve
make maps on the wind

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