Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Into Evening

     on involuntary
                          platforms 
     steel rain 
           
  deafly
                   upon the minnows
  
                the water diving
sun darts
                 hold onto the air
   
      love  amid the evening
     
              other flashes



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