Thursday, September 13, 2012

drogue skankijanan



fields

then they went south
birds sovereign between the fences
supposing everywhere its face
was that of the beloved

searching of forward
concrete
dandelion the muffled explosions

the long and single wire
its origin to form

just a moon will
pioneer energy
thinking forward
to if all the birds

fugues in harmony
the latch
keep

holding