| portrait of the years ( @ 2006-09-19 00:41:00 |

3/26/06
dawn in the window
& my heart a prairie
where women gather eggs
in faded skirts of yellow & rose.
above the cupola of ribcage
i am gathering shed colors
of the dead—a sunken march
beauty, cut & fallen into fermata.
as only dust can sing one day i'll sing.