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Sunday, March 5, 2017

Time bend or The Railroad Goes





Time bend or The Railroad Goes

Miss the bits of you-
blue smoke drifting
parenthetical arcs
around your words -
Miss all you turned
  my head to see 
waiting
until I saw -
the flat calm
of a lake at sunrise  - 
the brilliant flash 
of a jay's cocked eye - 
watching -
all of it -
leaks 
in the solid
temple that was you - 
left
I swing 
between each sense
of you - off track - 
your smoke trailing over the
horizon - as you clatter off
heading toward an unseen
curve - a dip -an ultimate
 vanishment-
until then -
I miss the bits and 
hold the smoke ...



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