THAT broken hearts
wear a s oul,
and faith like
long-necked geese
i wished to be
the swan upon
your pond

where solemn eyes
speak no word
and life-like
silverKey unlocks
my mind

—it’s a spilled moonbean —
upon a silver lake
and my webbed feet
of that floating mouth
gliding silently
upon my life

:: 11-07-2014 ::