2017-08-01


Harmon mute hardscrabble,
swept changes reverberate  
token horizons off the floor,
summer flight for altitude 
following the weather vane
feather hinged and forgotten 
with amplified power, mango
syncopate elixir, lovingly 
bemused steel strung
disorder shot in an ulta- 
light polyurethane. It is
violet wind, wild organics 
on the other side of sun
glasses, harvest emerald 
supranormal numerated on
uptoned gravity, equatorial 
message beamed to echo
bottomless mass inductions 
spun clockwise out of time,
molecular confection ripe, 
like water, like air, blended
space momentarily solving 
I me mine, a briefly charged
repose ever to slide by again.


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