Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Places other than her eyes.

There is beauty in the highway
at night,
drawn in lines of
approaching white
and receding red.
And the lights of
the passing cities
glitter in invitation.

And I say,
art can be

Beauty can be found
in places other than
the stars
and trees
and waters.

( I decide,
on my evening ride
to Kmart.)

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