chirps, moans, whistles
I open my mouth and a sound comes out
Friday, January 23, 2009
light side
earthshine you're standing in
earthshine you are
when the sun comes bounding in
to warm you
at once poetic, scientific
and mathematical
it reflects off our foreheads
at predictable angles
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