C.J. Sage (California)
Poems of C.J. Sage
|5.||Peripetia, or Flowers for Everyone||3/9/2012|
|6.||San Simeon Hill Zebras||3/9/2012|
|8.||The Egret Floating||3/9/2012|
I am eagle; don't be fooled by red silk
heels that sound so much like clanking clay
on hardwood floors where you and I one night
did lay when there was no heat left
to warm a chilling breast,
when your dense chest fell wet on mine.
I found a feather when you left,
it lay upon a pillow drenched in you.
Perhaps it was inside. It matters not,