the future is for gypsies by anyimacielgray, literature
Literature
the future is for gypsies
we are all twenty three point five degrees shy
of even, a people off-kilter and invariably prodigal, timid
as our buffalo. you have a hometown, i say out loud
while driving in it, and you murmur something about murder,
the dusky war over your head. you say those birds don't
even know about the obliquity of the ecliptic, and here
they are, trying to change it with all their weight in the sky.
twenty three point five, you repeat, your mouth around it
gingerly as a psalm, as a lioness with cubs, and we keep driving.
there are sights: a stripped-wire cherry tree, its fragile arms tipped
with ravens, their children unstrung and clinging
Trying to keep up to far too much so taking a break from it all for a week... I have my fave sites, this is one of them, so I'll be back, and hopefully I'll have some of my own work to share ~:D... :)
Wow, ok, I really haven't paid much attention on here I see but I know I need to find time to come more often. Some great work on here and a wonderful community spirit. Cheers! 8-)