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Sunday, February 20, 2011

Transplant

Spent my day
fingers in the dirt
awake and dreamin'
oh my sweet Carolina

I'm still a boy
when in this city
I'm still a child
eyes wide
at every turn

I have to close
these weary eyes
place hands
in the soil

remember
from whence
I came

In order
to regain
myself.

-BH 2-4-11

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Spirithread

my fabric

oh lord

‘tis so easily crushed

‘tis never ironed

completely

straight again

-BH