Monday, December 24, 2007

Kate's Playground The Early Years

distant

Turning
found a huge lake, volcanic water
Anointed.
A backlit, observed reflections,
trembling and brittle. So I started dancing
damn
Marching with vertigo, which is Scratching
higher Libation
water witch,
Fear no longer hurt, I demanded
not require
Yielding without thinking.
Atitlán, dark side.

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