Saturday, November 10, 2012

Ripening a New Beginning (Imitation WCW)


When old acquaintances, good byes are sent,

we may run into each other somewheres,

in a restaurant in a store or where

what was lost remains while we're beginning


Weather is no metaphor more able

than a poem to disclose itself

the buttocks are larger than a smile

and naked as on that first day alive


no longer prescient but fully awakened

ready to express something important

the pregnant pauses let mercy resume

as a baby is as benevolent 


made up of a core and a radiant,

filaments when glowing the ripening.

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