Thursday, September 17, 2009

Snow Fox Poem

secret secrets

beat slow hearts felt
nice on the cold
eyes that stare into a
focused nowhere

snuggled into itself
quiet acceptance of
identities based on powder
horizons that go unseen
and furry bodies that
follow suit

looks into me
finding the cage filled
with the dozen lemmings
moving as one
eats them down through
central nervous systems

and that's when they
build the fireplace
ignoring the footprints
bypassing the chest
straight for arctic centers
global warming at its

1 comment:

Priscilla said...

plz write a poem about chicago?