Friday, December 21, 2007

I saw you
come out of the jungle.
deep
and green
like me
from the green
I saw you,
like me,
from the green

the heat
and the damp
mist
warm
like you
like me.

I heard you
comming through the dark
through the leaves and the trees
in the deep brush...
I saw you,
warm,
and humid,
in me,
in the green.

Tell me
where you think you are.
In the dark,
in me, in you.
You can stay here
in the deep
green
jungle
where things
move
in the dark.

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