Floor gone, window gone
December 7, 2008
Floor gone, window gone, door gone.
Door returns, floor returns, window back in place.
Walls – they move and breathe. Moon
shining into house, the open roof.
Streetlight. The taking-over garden.
My apologies. Here we are in deep cold
rest time. My ecosphere, white book
of northern hemisphere.
Blood, blood, blood is sparkling.