Tuesday, November 12, 2013

POEM: "Selah"


An unlucky jump wasn't to blame
there was hope of getting back over
an insert with no supply line except
imagine braids with no central column
her hair beautiful body with no head
nothing there for as long as you could
walk over the silly weeks on the frontier
dry sky the wet ground the vibrations
remembering I finally found the head
how close it almost made me tired.

© 2013 Rob Schackne

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