Wednesday, April 18, 2012

'a great inverted forest' [from Salinger]

I am tired, said the person.
I am tired, said the forest.

I don't want to speak, said the person.
I don't want to speak, said the forest.

I will rest, said the person.
I will rest, said the forest.

(But am I whole?) asked the person.
(But am I whole?) asked the forest.

Every breath of mine is ragged love,
said the forest.
Every ragged breath
is love.

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