Thursday, September 20, 2012

Pleistocene ( inverted )

the respite of souls

uncoiling from busy lifetimes

chronological becoming  /  becoming the fossil records 

the biological truth of her tusk  /  your long pointed hunger 

you and i tucked in amidst the Ferns 

Mastodon fallow and waiting

wide awake for a century or two

Mastodon running wild /  wholly immersed  

drunk with the musk of her return

a soft fury  /  a Rave

stretching her play across the drama of opening night

it's transparent silence  

it's moisture

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