April 1999
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Shattered Teeth
The shattered teeth of an old tired widow lie scattered over wastes:— like bare naked fragments of her passionate sorrow.
The rocks have floated to the barren surface as if the Earth could not hold such secrets to itself anymore.
Like dreams they elude just before twilight;— the schematic reality falls flatly back in place among pine cones and dying moss.
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Sulfurous Beacons
This sky is like blue steel in candle light.— The street lights glow like sulfurous beacons As a fine spray of scattered rain swirl Through their stubborn cones of warm light.
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Evening Sky
Our hearts are stars burning bright on a blackened sky.
Your light found its way over infinite spaces; and you touched me at the other end of the cold horizon.
It ended in a warm and passionate embrace that lit the evening of our sad world.