02 April 2011


Alternative 4/2

A.                                                B.
There is a sun                           Night is a face
rolling on the horizon             with gaping mouth
carried by chariots                  and witch’s hat
and horses                                casting mist

You will take this                     Purple flowers open
red moment and hold             like pinwheels in the dark
it in your chest                          everything glows
like birthday candles               everything is secret

Of course you brown               Your eyes are pale fire
in this light                                circles of calm are paths
Everything darkens                  Everything lightens
You have choices                      You must walk one

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