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jeff thornton

(2004 / rye new york)

Loft


Loft

Your heart, so leaden;
weighs at mine-

I can displace gravity from
this one,
that the other might waft
in parallel course?

Yet- if yours ever it finds itself
lofted above my own
perhaps it will slow,
and remember.

Submitted: Thursday, November 04, 2004

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  • No Name (8/9/2006 10:32:00 AM)

    I like the revision so much better than this early work. Hard to find your stuff in bookstores, 'jeff'! (Report) Reply

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