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For Sale

I

"Oh" and "I see" will be the words that I say
In my world~
               the suns and the trees
Here is the Hell and the Darkness
And the sorrowful Birds~
               and the sun is incomplete

I am she who babbles in strange tongues
and I have penned in immortal ink

"You can't sell stone," a man said
But they do~
               And I will too

II

They scribble to themselves
               while we pretend our death
and fear looks into the empty space

A man can be a whore
This work that has no vision~
               which is my creation
is worthy of purchase

 

Copyright © 2005 Heidi Schwartz

Heidi Schwartz has a Masters Degree from NYU. For over a decade she
has resided in New York City. She loves words more than anything which
has led her to yoga, dance and acting. At one time dance shaped the words
she wrote. At this point she doesn't know how they arrive on the page.