fire off fun
fire of fun we light to delight in
to dance about

Indians in summer, dancing for rain

soldiers at the foot of the cross
dicing for silver, for the clothes of Christ

what would she look like, be like naked,
with me across her

I'd have to be careful not to crush her
not to crush her rose petals

petals of roses to pick up,
to sweep up after a wedding ceremony


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
6:08 p.m. 16/may/07