safe passage
in deaf
snowfall
for brother
who carries
a beer
from his house
to mine.
breath is the rock I’m under.
I don’t want kids
but sing
to my belly.
a lasting image?
a unicycle on its side
beneath a suspended cross.
a temporary?
that little
self-aware
apocalypse
boxed
up
in crow.
Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 5:25 PM UTC
safe passage
in deaf
snowfall
for brother
who carries
a beer
from his house
to mine.
breath is the rock I’m under.
I don’t want kids
but sing
to my belly.
a lasting image?
a unicycle on its side
beneath a suspended cross.
a temporary?
that little
self-aware
apocalypse
boxed
up
in crow.
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