5 Dec 2015
streaks of pale yellow
a hollow chuckle
what to do
what to say
tremolo hummingbird
sounds redundant
too many
too few
observing a picture painted
shards of green
porcelain fast cracking
into dust powder
underfoot altitude
compressed into silence
uncertain mystery
is safer than
what?
nothing is mysterious
judging the judgments
fearing the best case scenario
telling the same story
endless listening
hearing little
rocks in a foamy wave of noise
standing up and recognizing
puddles instead of oceans
placing pinholes into
blue black
frame fitted for discomfort
infinite identification
purple window
to grain mountain
hill crest
spattered with honey
crumpled newspaper
tumbling down
then up
then down
whistle the circus song
pretend
it will all be over soon
pensacola fl
5 dec 2015
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