I want to roll up the
moon and fit her
in my pocket.
So she can sing me
to sleep with
no sound at all.
Then I'll jump on birch
branches like the boy with no
baseball and swing till their quiet arms
dip low and moan-
"please child, enough-"
because I don't know limits.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 4:34 AM UTC
I want to roll up the
moon and fit her
in my pocket.
So she can sing me
to sleep with
no sound at all.
Then I'll jump on birch
branches like the boy with no
baseball and swing till their quiet arms
dip low and moan-
"please child, enough-"
because I don't know limits.
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