Sunday, March 19, 2006

Clarity


Was I thinking so loudly?

A heart absorbs the absurd
on a regular basis.

Primordial fears and poisoned
skies are

stage smoke;

but fragrant whispers from
your skin

are open windows
on relief.

And I see,
and I laugh:

I
know
nothing.


Copyright ©2006 Anna Piutti.


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