Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Prehistoric Love Poem

Here, my best bones in exchange for your fern
And I’ll touch your spine with my fossilized bird.

I still feel apart with our jaws interlocked
I want us to be the same sediment rock.

I think we are wasting our time eating leaves
Come, go extinct in the amber with me.

2 comments:

  1. That second stanza is pretty close to as good as writing can get.

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  2. I will, I will go extinct in the amber with you. This is great.

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