Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

For Confirmation

I want to capture the trees,
darkroom them inside,
place the squared all around

the stark white spaces
where you can vision them
year-round in your sleep,

underneath perfect branches
all for your faith in the
first stars, the brightest stars

shining through them, there for you
to count scientific with prisms
and tubes and maps of the sky
for conformation.

I want to capture the trees.

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