Emancipation Planz

Fringe Of Heaven*

Today…
I hung the view
and not the washing with pegs

Each line was wired central
Straight to your heart
standing
beside my tree
pinched in disturbance
of farewells bewilderment

Travelling altitude breezed
indiscriminately and dried
drips against blue sheets of
water harboured on
my foothills of Titirangi*

By evening…
salt and spray over Airport
mingled as laundry
freshly promenaded
airing as
sitting in Minnehaha

Poem Submitted: Friday, March 12, 2010

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  • _____________________________________ - (6/11/2012 6:09:00 AM)

    By evening..... blood finally dries on sword and salt trucked away to some gas chamber... aroha

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