Monday, August 15, 2011

Big Waves

if I were somewhere else would something else
happen possibly not only chores maintenance
like here where the family returns to their own
and it's only us again together in separate ways

if I could fly I would do aerial acrobatics where
big waves couldn't get me down instead pinned
in my chair by gravity contemplating plans' lack
as heaven's angels have nothing to do but sing

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