Thursday, December 11, 2008

We Would

We believe that no gods will come down and steal our roofs away
(these rooms made so warm would fill with gasps), this is because
we are alone.
It is always like this in the cold. Clinging in our smoky halls
Our close walls so thin against chance. Would we bother the ground
with our houses if glumly lurked the thought of an antagonist will?
Something capable of or inclined to the disruption of our shroud of breath
drawing from upturned faces, superstitious - and how startled we would be!
but briefly, unless the gesture of the stealing of the roof were followed
by a series of unexpected intercessions, hostile of course,
or just one ending gesture of love.

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