the dish at 817
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Night Sweats
Ignoring blue white light of moon
in favor of artificial sense of security
reflective signs and street lamps.
A train siren wails,
melancholy,
down through.
Close to the earth.
Hug the earth so gravity will protect us.
Our greatest fear is Wyoming.
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