Sunday, May 4, 2008

Challenge


You want a challenge?
Take this morning on.
Just a breather of a dawn:
enough gray light to take
you into the reclusiveness

of recollection – and entrap
you there, as if that were
the deal. Hard to tell what’s real,
but then it always is, but never
quite as much as this, inside

this pearly obfuscation of a space.
Vague ghosts of skin-to-skin:
just how long has it been
since someone spent the night?
Well, that’s all right.


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