Tuesday, July 7, 2015

I.






And you invited me in 
You're a part of me
pointing at two speckled bricks

Let’s be a wall that divides
six cedar candles
into five o’clock traffic

Let’s be a wall that defies
a faceless logic
of locked doors, unlocked fingers

patting the bench beside you
You belong right here
And you invited me in




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