Invocation from a Mailman



span the barking dogs snap
tight to
a silent trestle

where black spiders
are weaving
silky cradles

bridges
strong enough
for sunspots

let me enjoy
my morning bleakness

unabashed






Poetry by Silene
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Written on 2006-09-22 at 11:55

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