Tuesday, December 15, 2009



Welcome to my wigwam.

If you don't mind
we'll sit cross-legged
by our fire and listen

     to the sounds we make
     above background noises

please don't go,
let's stay long enough
to hear music playing.

"You're a bunch of overgrown hippies," says Virginia's neighbor, the one who wanders the woods and keeps getting arrested for hunting without a permit. "Hippies, maybe," says Virginia, "but not overgrown. We're only now beginning to put down roots."

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