A Wintered Morning
Visit New Mexico,
she says... diamond cut sea
colored skies, a white
bursting. Sparkles. Reach
for these silver crests; gather-
birds soaring. Enspheres.
Orange tincture of
the peels loosening.Cruer
trickling down your
hands shaped like these peeled
spectral trees. Edges. Claws, clenched.
Titian dresses
the denuded bark:
sunlit ornaments. Deserts.
Bloodshot cast wings. Clots.
Copyright © Jennifer Cahill | Year Posted 2020
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