18 April 2013

BEFORE GOING TO SEE PLACE BEYOND THE PINES


narcotic is the lighter or my chemical breath
i am a breathing fuzz
coo at my chest the verb of us being an odor
a purr under emerald needle
clean the water off my eyes w ur tongue
i am a decision the size of sawtooth
a disgusting mess of stone
a way to disguise death w not existing
this is a river
god is this river 
nogod is a piss in this river
lost in the clearwater
you the guided hawkflight
or hand extend for falcon
my boat to the center of 
my child face
mouth open for the air
the mounds of moved earth
what is molten above ground
we a whisp a flutter 
a deluge of no time
no comfort to waste
a new mountain
a new valley
a new prairie
this is how a river is

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