Without a ripple this jetty full steam and though whales will clear their throat the gull can’t hear it’s next struts on bedrock that already twice a day surfaces spits out the cooling skim from molten iron and salt –you dive into these rocks for more light, more lift and your feathers struggling with that first shriek that […]
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You climb and these steps spread out in those rings trees still carry under their wings –you collect height and at night two at a time though the steps are chipped the inscriptions worn away staring off to the side –they will be first spruced back to life and at the top you move the sun back […]
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A click and its likeness can’t change, curled the way rain yellows though you hold on almost make out the grin that could be yours –it’s been years, minutes and even with your arms apart you have forgotten the smell the fleece-lined gloves filled with dry leaves half paper, half iron half pinned to this snapshot still bleeding […]
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Embedded and this statue still tightening its grip tries to revive the horse expects its crumbling reins to smell from leather and crowding –you squint the way the general looks for a small thing encased in a season exactly where he left it waits in the rain for your black umbrella to open make room for you […]
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This shallow dish dead center though its glass is commonplace shimmering into mist –it’s not the usual birth or that fragrance still moist from the womb, reaching out to be born in the open –you cool this tea the way every breath divides in half then half again and again till all that’s left is snow […]
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