Sunday, April 6, 2014

Generators

A taking away.
A subtraction.
An outline as big as the sky.
A walking stick,
Leaned against the front door
Casts a shadow of its likeness
Bigger than the deep sun:
A swallowing.
A meeting of tastes.
God walks through these poems
As sure as death.
As certain as rain.

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