Thursday, November 22, 2012

the keeper of things

on the other hand there is
my own carelessness in giving away
things put together with
thoughtless delight,
things that seem meaningless until
they are seen and touched
and held and kept --
like you did, so carefully,
the tiny white styrofoam house --
my absent-minded dream of home and safety,
my thoughts of building shelter, brick by brick,
my hopes for me and you.

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