Friday, August 25, 2017

Arrival Valentine

When I put the sky
Back in my head where
It belongs I remember
Looking out over the hills
And valleys of our crimes
Hiding in the beauty of the earth
Yes I was flying with you
Toward the country of your exile
Or liberation you weren’t sure
Which configuration of hope
Would lead you to an exit
A new life in any event
For which we’re all searching
But for me remain
The old goodbyes

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