Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Everhere,

Everhere,
hope is a room
ballooned like the summer-
solstice sun,
lessonless and unlucked

::

otherwhere,
hope is chanced water,
is untongued, undaughtered,
and hot
as a just-fired gun.

(revised 12/17/08)
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