Jan 01, 2011 01:12
cloak from shoulders like water rippling like wind under leaves
and slip out this skin
walk out from it
let it hang itself upon the night
its sleeves filled with the moths
giving it shape and taking it into the moon
I am becoming deers under quiet light
under loud night
new moons,
2011,
new year's
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and slip out this skin"
i can't express how much i like this. an incredibly beautiful image perfectly phrased.
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