Monday, December 22, 2014

6170. HAPPY HOUSE

HAPPY HOUSE
Something like where the sun lives, the
haught of pride and place and the joy of
Being. All together, they come as one.
Hearts amend their weary ways  -  the man
stops by, the man goes. The woman stops
over. The woman goes. We are all as divine
as the figures we attribute ourselves to be.

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