I don’t see how -
I don’t see why
There couldn’t be across the sky
A paper plane made of blue print
And floating softly,
Possibly?
No.
But why not?
Look, if heavy things fall down and drown
Within the rivers
And if, again, the earth digests
And fills its own round belly
With that same stuff-
Go on.
Then why not have in light and cloudy air
A paper plane that couldn’t fly
Without your will
And mine?
*After this one last conversation
You left my head and,
Hanging by a threat, I still delight
In this sweet memory
Of the impossible.*
Jul 12, 2013
Jul 12, 2013 at 4:20 PM UTC
I don’t see how -
I don’t see why
There couldn’t be across the sky
A paper plane made of blue print
And floating softly,
Possibly?
No.
But why not?
Look, if heavy things fall down and drown
Within the rivers
And if, again, the earth digests
And fills its own round belly
With that same stuff-
Go on.
Then why not have in light and cloudy air
A paper plane that couldn’t fly
Without your will
And mine?
*After this one last conversation
You left my head and,
Hanging by a threat, I still delight
In this sweet memory
Of the impossible.*
