Sunday, January 15, 2006

inconsolable

the immense, illiterate, consoling angels.
the giraffe with his head cocked petulantly, weeping, hold me.
becominginvolved a woman lies down with a goose. they love each other. bliss, terribly private. quietly deathly quiet. away.
privateness - an oval pond in the park and they sit down by it, sorry for the ducks but not for themselves.
privilegeofbeing - somewhere a man and a woman are making love up above the angels my love this morning as much as you...
All of creation in offended by this distress. It is like the keening sound the moon makes sometimes, rising.
menagerie - although it would mean this, this miracle among the souls of animals. And you.