45*21

for 7/27/10

every deep and purple hollow
I lose my footing
The speech of restless animals
a portrait maker, portraits made
a losing ground among Queen Anne's lace
and bachelor buttons
I make a solitary sandwich
you taste with your teeth
what you can't feel with your hands
the statues wooden hands
when it rains
and little flowers wake up
the double rainbow
The baby can never stop crying
A mother's caress as simple
as the need for rain
at this moment when everything thirsts
equal moments given to equal measures
the yardstick cracks
I guess we'll just get more mellow
and for happiness

for BD