glamour.

see here.
there are rocks in the ocean--
wait, you don't understand:
solid monoliths, larger than apartment buildings
all one piece.

they are built when Earth wrinkles.
we snorkel around them like gnats.

and they!--they are but pebbles
in the wide Sea.
how could we understand?

i knew a girl years ago, with a freckled smile
like some bit of garden
beautifully forgot.
this year she is a painted mannequin.
no! no, i don't understand:
perhaps for better.

considering everything--i'm quite small.




july '09