January 15, 2010

i am wood and bones
common, the denominator
you pass through me every day
and sometimes exalt me
to further your own ends

you are clouds in mouths
washing blood off silver bells
your clear ring sets humans
against the sky for flying
and they breathe, guilty as an emperor

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