Venezuela [08/26/96]
VENEZUELA [08/26/96]
LAST NIGHT
I LIT A
DOUBLE STICK
FOR
YOU
AN ODOR SO
PROFOUND
TREES BEGAN
TO WALK
AROUND
ME
AS
I
IMAGINED
WHAT YOU SAID
THE DESERT
MEETS THE SEA
WOODBINE
LICORICE
TANGLED
ALL
AROUND
ME
AS I IMAGINED
WHAT
YOU
SAID
ON EITHER
SIDE
OF THE
MOUNTAIN
THE DESERT
MEETS
THE
SEA
LITTLE
RED
ANIMALS
REACHING
THROUGH
THE
VINES,
TYING MY
JOURNAL
WITH
A
BOW.
IT SHOULD
RAIN TO
MAKE
YOU
STOP
CRYING,
FULL
MOON
HIDING
THE
STRANGE
STATE
OF
BEING
TOGETHER.
I TRY TO IMAGINE
WHAT YOU SAID
ABOUT THE DESERT
AND
THE
SEA.
Copyright © Thomas Stanton | Year Posted 2010
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