Sunday, October 31, 2010

Imbibing the Relativity

Yelling at the face of the moon;
seeing clarity in the beauty of
a thick haze that backs up against the wall.
Frigid night is all the more reason to be warm,
the jacket against arms gives pleasure
to set the hard cotton over the sofa.
The moon yells back as feet fall against carpet
and a nod gives affirmation
that we are all sharing the night sky.
From a bear's grasp,
drinking from the same glowing cup
spilling our senses onto ourselves.

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