Sunday, February 20, 2011

Pilgrimage: #6 Masthead

We drive forward with even
the small deaths to guide us
glued down mast befriending
broad grin protecting
the children whose
photos rest like icons

on the dashboard
ring like iChing and
plastic prayer beads
We are protected with the blessed
dirt, the rust of recall, the siren
of a spray painted heart

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