Wednesday, January 28, 2009

scenes from my domestic bohemia

quantum theory

a search for a unified theory & time crumpled into a paper ball
come to a sudden stop when on a very cold & clear night
with the sky punched thru with stars
& the moon shifts like a broken thumbnail of light
nicholas & i are walking home from the store
my arms loaded with shopping
nicholas walking so slowly
i ask for him to pick it up a little
quicken his pace
that's when he looked at me & asked
if i slow down enough
i might move into the past

3 Comments:

At 11:49 PM, Blogger Okir said...

whoa!!

 
At 4:23 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

sounds like the kid
has a touch of the poet
in him too

nice!

-415

 
At 10:23 PM, Blogger richard lopez said...

muchos gracias

 

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