Saturday, April 19, 2014

Porched Again


My new year has begun,
settling and getting comfortable
in the cardboard continuity
of my newest moving box fort.

It shelters me on a new front porch
from thunderstorms,
gawking eyes
and driven drops of loss.
Each splat is wet and heavy
on my newly unpacked roof.

Turtled in my shell,
safe and suckled
by corrugated walls
in this new
promised land.

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