Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The House with the Unlocked Door

Slipping over
Dreaming in doubles
Washing out the blue that stained the sheets
Outside the house with the unlocked door
Evening sun drying sweet rings of red wine
A table glowing in moontime
White dress caught
On the fence by the house with the unlocked door
Rose water lips greet you like glory
A love like where the slime meets the sand
Rise up and out of the dust-light
On the floor of the house with the unlocked door
Braided petals into roots, braided roots into earth
Hiding webs in the house with the unlocked door
White dress stained green, but fingers all clean
She said
I looked for answers in the corners of the room
When I should have looked in the creases of the universe.

-V

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