Tuesday, June 1, 2010

June 1st, 2010

i have spent
every morning
reading tea leaves
looking for news
of you

i have read coffee grounds
my horoscope
and yours
the entrails of a deer i found
by the side of the highway
on my way to your house

you weren't there

i made a pot of tea
with clippings from your lawn
and some leaves, crumpled, fallen from a tree
in your front yard
and looked and looked and looked in the wild for you

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