Monday, July 5, 2010
Well-worn sea-eyed, that was the year of the Ox,

the year of the unknown (x), the placeholder (0)

strands of x’s and o’s placed in the impossible soft of your palms

Where in the decade but in the same month first opened your mouth in an uncertain O

x: felt in the year where the eye tightened, and you held, and wondered.
Thursday, July 1, 2010