Wednesday, January 5, 2011

the angels by proxy

Today I read that time was slipping

and spent not a blink surprised.

The bouncing, slack and wrapping ribbon pulls a story

from there to here.

It's written by the hands of the angels by proxy

sent from ahead and behind.

Trapped behind glass -

writing secret codes -

tirelessly leading us home.

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