Monday, March 8, 2010

Far From Home by Jason Myles Goss

fighting the feel

disconcerted

(by opening a door)  it
rained today, obsequiously,

distraught and alone
i

yanked it back

(smelling mist) and  i
felt

/ suddenly  /

like

i was the only person
left

on earth.
a red bird

hopped out  / from the dirt.

she told me   i
was not alone,  i

was just in

the wrong zip code.
0 6510, she said.

go.

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