It's been so long
and I don't know why
that every time
I think
I’m half way there
I'm maybe with you
I die
Flying away with
the emptiness
may I?
you linger
in an entity
of blackened night sky
For this is the new year
of now
here
and when
Shall I say it now
for this is year of repent
And travel through
a distance
of everything, of none
for this year
next
and last
have only just begun
It's been so long
and lonely
the birds of south are sent
they fly home
with winter
a skeletal fragment
a reversed Polaris
of Mayan decent.
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
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