Saturday, May 14, 2011
Street Saint, Saint Street
who borrowed it somewhere else
street saint, saint street
Attestation as to the ear-
witnessing of the heart's want.
Was as if i'd pulled a bunny out or flipped
a coin had landed on its edge as a naturist
knowing a bird from a bat were a flutter in the belfry
weird and wild no plainer nor truer
was the angel talked from voices
vocal in my bowed-down head.
Sworn this day, as my maternal aunt
had a brother-in-law whose son was me.
Posted over on his site Light at the End of the Tether
Listed as #86 over on Magpie Tales 65