donutdan133 (runningxscared) wrote, @ 2003-08-29 19:23:00

HUCKLEBERRY HILL -- H.L.S.

We pretended for a while.

I decided i was the tree
and you were the Jay,
tickling with fingertips
like a wordless poet.
You exhaled your
almost myths of the past
like a whisper resignating in my taproot.
You climbed up my sides
like a needy squirrel
whom began to rustle and hybernate
in the hollow of my heart.

As we stealthily drove away,
it dawned on me that you were no longer
the Jay poet, or the dozing palpitations.

that day you became my sap, my earth, my air, my everything.

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