Saturday, December 14, 2013

We Were Close

When we were close,
the smoke drifted
through the porch
into the night's
open mouth.

 Stars shined
out of its throat.
©Eusebeia Philos 2013
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 16, 2013 at 10:25 PM

    I love "the night's open mouth". Lovely as always, J.

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    1. UnknownDecember 20, 2013 at 9:19 PM

      Thanks, Kat. It's always good to hear from you. Hope all is well.

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