Saturday, December 13, 2014

Showing The Face That's Made Of Snow

showing the face that's made of snow
the skies crumpled into their last flowers.
is it the scent of something missing on the winds?

closing the window to the stars
and all of that you will not get this letter.
but when I dream is it the dream

that shows the face that's made of snow
or is this the dream itself.
i do not know I do not know

which face is missing is it the face of snow
is it my own
crumpling the flowers of the last brocade

I bow my head
and cannot understand that I am melting.

mary angela douglas 13 december 2014

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