Thursday, April 10, 2014

10 april

when the crash comes
it has always been coming
broad as a whale swallowing all else
an elephant steadygo toward stampede
sun dropping hard into jagged dayending
tangled into mountains sharp as breath

too late by the time escape is reached for
time only for disguise
transformation into darkness
cool as an open-windowed pillow

hoping for release
for the press to lift off in kiterocket dreams

lielow to slip past
tender morning uncurl
fresh hope for through passage
easy as spring

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