Wednesday, February 18, 2015

ONESIE

In case it's hard to tell
on a bike—

with this pack
I'm a snail still—spineless,

furtive, frogspond 
black—but nevertheless

leaning—
heedlessly 

forward into the fat wind—for the sake 
of all

my little soft—
secrets that need protecting.

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