The House
Circles running round againSpinning lies they tell, and then
Mines blow open
Careful sums
One and
Two and
Three is
Won.
Houses stand against themselves
Telling stories
Sealing ailes
Wondering what they will eat
Lying in their own defeat.
Wonders are in
Now and then
When we cease our
Play pretend.
Exit here in single file
Organizing many miles
Peekign into what we see
When we stand and do not flee.
8-30-09
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