Saturday, January 23, 2010

poem/10

where do words come from
where is the well
and how can i get the buckets
to stop dropping down

i say too much because
i am afraid to not
as result, i self-tie
myself to knots

if only the rope would
knot
the length stop
short of the water source

the well would lay
still
and the rope would reach
till
it could
and i would no longer
be tangled in diction
wrestling with lexicon

no bucket down
just silent sirenity

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