Wednesday, July 29, 2015


I could see on my wings traces of the ice black-throated blue,
many cisterns and rain-water catchments
current events which dominate society myths of multiple imagery,
myofilaments that slide past laterally to enter a pit with the fair hair, hard blue eyes
with a roar of wings to altars and appurtences of worship
nonliving, structural part of bone to a bedside of the sick under a bright light

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