we could not continue putting together the puzzle of our presence
newspapers and trains crossed the road
satellite masks
summer fair sometimes a chair in darkness meant a lot too
a grocery bag full of canned
unlabeled
unknown planets, plates, silver, sand and applause
visions snow destroyed and thousands of bones, arrows, daggers dripping
and all non-forward collapsed in spectacular gesture
stopped, stopped breathing at a second point as any other
static fading photo
for two hundred years
coming
0 comments:
Post a Comment