Saturday, February 19, 2005

Icebox of stuff I like

Send me the kind of winter I like

The kind that layers my breath with fog

Courier all the stuff that falling orange leaves are made of

Buy stamps worth eleven bucks this Wednesday

And stick them on to the paper of memory

Thump it well so it wouldn't come off

And mail it to me


A few birds would do very well

Pigeons, Sparrows and even Crows will do

But Humming birds I'd really like

I have sent you several crisp kind of words

If they happen to scratch your surface

Admonish them but after a while

Or send them back in a locked box of ice

And lose the key.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"if you want something precious/
lock it up and throw away the key/
if you need someone/
dont even think about me/"