Tuesday, July 31, 2007

I Was Living On A Different Floor

I was living on a different floor
you couldn't understand how I
even got in the building

but I was really there-
watching the snow fill up
the courtyard

watching the skies and their
flurries of birds

trying not to break-
praying the moon would just glaze over.

I left to get groceries

a thousand angels had to help me
get back in.

mary angela douglas 2 may 1999