POETRY Anthologies piles of leaves Poems with images treasures Buried deeper than a dream Useless to the common sod Indentured servants under God Valuable to a few Each word each line Each time they add something new The world becomes even more divine At night I lay within my bed With words squirting from my head The way she walks the way she glows The way she shows me all she knows Obscurities dead mountain trees Pieces of a gigantic puzzle tossed Into the air green eyes golden hair Purple panties memories written Down in books to be lost