laying down.
a compost heap.
waiting to break up
or break down
over the next thirty or forty years.
sunlight amplifies,
green, through empty bottles
in air that turns
and smells like wet dogs.
Posted in poem, tagged compost, dogs, sunlight, wine bottles on April 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
laying down.
a compost heap.
waiting to break up
or break down
over the next thirty or forty years.
sunlight amplifies,
green, through empty bottles
in air that turns
and smells like wet dogs.