Year: 
2017

no one standing—
a stone path digging deep
into the woods
 
          *
 
warm on either side
beneath the clouds that loiter
in lustful haze
 
          *
 
she came
in moments when the sun
reflected on the glass
 
          *
 
water and light
reflected before moving on
to another day
 
          *
 
stretching on
the rivers render the earth
from one moment to the next
 
          *
 
her eyes show no one
as they open and close
in silent space
 
          *
 
the sound breaks
as it opens the ground
and no one sees
 
          *
 
but the earth
is moving imperceptibly
as seagulls fly
 
          *
 
far from the shore
where ocean follows
until it floats away
 
          *
 
the sky changes
colors past and present—
the path beneath my feet
 
          *
 
buildings gone
and cities made of stone—
the records in crumbled walls
 
          *
 
caveman drawings
of hunger and time—
and there is you, and me

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