Friday, June 15, 2012

this also

Hush quiet but this strikes me strangely.

For a first chance only prose and then you
are never poetry ( at least not everyday
idle for a matter left ready so to move

on ) I feel a flight coming; I am too light hearted
for two standing our ground; well I am expectant

but too much too soon much too expectant?

I have forgot how hearts become heavier things.