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orqhe Jul 2018
1
soft moans from a shrouded choir.
from the earth's chest, a rise and fall.
balanced on the edge of the hour,
a moonbird spiraling amidst endless drift.
husks of afternoon, scattered amongst golden fields.
leviathans rise above the tossed ground.
quiet in their sleep.
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orqhe Jul 2018
2
the quiet resignation of the radio
behind me. widowed, static, alone.
the imprint of a farewell left on the
back porch.
you remember how once, the doors opened for you,
before the orchards were forgotten
and the cities were left to die.

— The End —