Wednesday, November 5, 2008

This time

Seek me darkness,
draw breathe from the West and
collide with blooming shadows.
Chase hot flickerings,
binge on dying embers.
Find me in moonlight
if you can;
you can always pretend.
I will not call to you
but if I'm there
I am balanced,
I promise.
Lightly touch and you will see
four corners that are me.
Walk backwards quickly, with or without your prize.
This time.

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