December 3, 2014

This That the Other More or Less

Leases have never been this good

Life lived the loves of bread

Turn the thought over against the cold

Braids from threads from flax from fields

There should be birds and better

There should be rosemary because it's my favorite

Branches in every pocket

Stores in every strip mall

Like time travel like everywhere

The seeds of nothing ever changes

The light your used to in December

So little of so much

Here and now