2/8/08 02:28 am

paper cranes unpainted
distorted under the unmoved bed
unmade and left beside
gloom of trio

where had the swan gone
along the shore of broken troth
dead whales swept up roads fed
swarms of oath

dear and the loosen rope
without goldilocks' hope
blue plastic lettering revolts
stencils of smoke

i wondered eleventh of
february 'sixty three
she divided flatland
without much surprise