Co-Exist
Faceless head of coal
Below him arms swing legs steam
Over the apex of a highway bridge
The spooky figure
Cross-country skis on the concrete
Glides right to left across the frost of my windshield
Aura of sky behind this silhouette
An April rust under the rain of sunrise
I approach closer
Hope
Its face will unveil the diamonds of another person
To see its eyes hear its mouth smell its rose
I am full of fear
Tremble at my steering wheel
He is me and He is me
This thing moving that way and me this way
I drive toward work while it seeks eternity
Jesus and Judas in a mirror of Borges.
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