Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Spontaneous Writings of Matt Brand 704

who knew


We ran for somewhere in the east
there was close to an ocean that we'd have
to cross, but there was trust
to think closely, and overcome
when things arrive momentarily.

The coyotes were hushing themselves
to hear our jokes,
the stars showed up one by one
when they heard we were out here again
there was a lot to be said, and
silence in front of the big nothing
said it best, "who knew"

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