dear r: half-glad
dear r:
this morning means : i am alone.
i on one side of the world, you
and her inches or forever away
how fragile everything seems when i am alone
sitting on my bed leaning onto the page and thinking
about how last december our footprints gave the snow
a history which remained until we/they disappeared.
what matters now is how the windows
cut the sky into different squares of light
as i am lying on the couch half-sick, half-glad.
JANEisnotplain 12.31.08
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