Friday, June 11, 2010

Rubble

Rattling in the peace less almost/afternoon
spangle the bodies and their engines
card/boarding patches blind
the intricacies of promise/downward causing
a stalled control/abstraction unsaid collapse
journey shocks\ paraded invisible
rubble surfaces \and at last forever
welcomes the beached atmosphere
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