Blindsided [Bon Iver found poem]

December 8, 2008 at 3:20 am (Uncategorized)

Can’t you find a clue?
Solace, my game, will mark you
For me now.
My feet melt the snow,
There’s a pull to the flow.

I told you be patient
At the end of all your lines.
Who will love you?

Was a long visit wrong?
So many foreign worlds to reform.
My love was down.
With everything that happens
From now on, forgoe the apropos.

For the irony I’d rather
Rush out for you now, blindsided.
Who will love you?

Only love is all maroon.
Sky is a womb and she’s the moon
All at once,
Or so the story goes.
So balance we won’t know.

All my love is down.
Your love will be safe with me.

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