Saturday, December 28, 2013

Collections: Fusion

Leap of Faith

Whoever holds up the universe
is blowing bubbles again.

Rough waters, one silver body
to rise above another.

Wet with the wash of morning,
I hear you singing. Your voice
is breathless and blue. Surge forward

you say. Lean in blind, I reply.


If I could touch my desire, I’d drown it. 

from our collection "Fusion"

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