Good Morning

October 8, 2009
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On the wood floor,
In the dark,
Just before dawn.
I lay breathing as
The waves of wood grain
Swell and recede
Beneath me.
I can hear it thundering upstairs
And it’s beautiful.
Stonehenge around me, are:
And purple.
The thunder, the wood, the dark,
The breathing, the art.
The thunder,
The wood, the dark, the breathing,
The art.
The thunder, the wood,
The dark, the breathing, the art,
And Me.
Good morning.

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