the dust princess said,
"come stay with me
in my palace of dust."
it was a space
buckskin warehouse
hennipin avenue, minneapolis
I lay on the wide wooden floor
watched the dust motes dance
in the shafts of windowlight
in the night, the artists worked
safe from snow, smoking marlboros
in the loft
we dreamt of fire
on the top
a room of leather
old moccasins
no one put together
we made everything out of leather
poetry laced together
traces of leather
leather dust
and the little clouds shatter in the mirrors
the pebbles splash beneath the bridge
the little rats hurry 'cross the tracks
and the hobos hop the boxcars of my mind
yeah she knows
and she floats
burning spark
in the morning
windowlight
credits
from Boo Frog,
released October 3, 2009
song by Erika Meyer
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