mr bojjhangas (wildpersimmons) wrote in rabbitonthemoon,
mr bojjhangas
wildpersimmons
rabbitonthemoon

about spring or construction workers

into my ear
lying in winter
and one side of my face is
pressed ot the ground.
I am listening for
the warmth in
the concrete, pleading
to rise again.

I am walking on words
not spoken, tripping
on the cracks in
what I didn't tell them,
and greetings cracks in
concrete, fall
and sink in; plant
flowers.

I am dreaming,
balancing on beams
and in a moment,
flight is achieved--
a swan dive.
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