I want to write poems
on kites
soared across
the wide river
jammed with ice
like my mood
blue
and stuck
I mean really
what would happen
if I flew verse so high
buoyant
beyond the oxbow
brown-ice cornfields
highway
and everything
I want to write poems
on kites
soared across
the wide river
jammed with ice
like my mood
blue
and stuck
I mean really
what would happen
if I flew verse so high
buoyant
beyond the oxbow
brown-ice cornfields
highway
and everything