I can’t see New York
as I’m circling down through white cloud falling out and
I know your lips are warm
but I can’t seem to find my way
my way out of your hunting ground
Taken in Lalibela Ethiopia, September 2012. More photos can be found here: http://www.jessfanzo.com/Jess_Fanzo/Photos/Pages/lalibela_ethiopia.html
well Iʼd know that you’d offer
would reveal it, though it’s soft and flat
won’t repeat it, cull and coffers that
for the soffit, hang this homeward
pry it open with your love
sending lost and alone standing offers