Sunday, December 5, 2010

Leaving and Left

Now I know where we are;
that faultline which will
leave me standing
where I am while
the earth shifts
taking you
along.

And then, across the canyon left
by the quake, you've waved
and smiled, and turned--
too fast--you're gone.
The grasses whisper
and the broken fence
Marks the place.

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