the wedding party (or: other things fly)

by rain70

Posted to Poetry on 2004-05-19 22:49:00

Parent message is 650959
Where the smallest number hides, many others try.

Roasting sequins, turning
Once the dress. Sparrows

Sparkle in the the nest. (He

Did not imitate intimate
Nostalgia, did not admit discreet aggression.
Confession to him was free and therefore guilty

Of its own need

Of cage and repression.)