Sunday, November 21, 2010

childhood coal walks (control pt. II)

barefoot,
hot gravel feels
like hot coal

small feet
take small steps towards the house
I force each foot to remain grounded
for three seconds each

small heels
ripen to red apples
in the heat

and yet
my heart refuses to burn
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1 comment:

  1. Chloe11/21/10, 9:54 PM

    Credit to another source for the last line-- it's from some poem about a monk floating around the Internet.

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