Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Gentle Revival

lest you bleed at the sight of green
rest your mind upon this leaf.
let your breath return, and breathe,
let your eyes see what the bubbles bring.

lest the purple makes you choke
rest your spirit upon this rope.
let your heart slow, not stop,
let your masks falter, drop,
and then I'll return you to the ground.

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