by Sydney Solis
The blue candle reminds me
to remember the airy dream of today
and in my body's slumber rewrite it as a poem
a gift to the earth goddess and the sky god
mother and father
myself
my tears
howling for the sun and the moon
to taste starducst, remember explosions and say,
I was there
I was there
Friday, January 29, 2010
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