I arrive at a point
It is elliptical
It is motioning
Many clocks
It is peaceful
And perfectly cold

I am aligned straight as an arrow

It comes like roses full of thunder
It comes like ravens and Van Gogh

It comes
Like
The
Last
Night
Of
The
Earth

I am sending up
My vacant cloud

It stinks
Like a flood
Rushing

Into many birds

I am
Cobra light
And fuming

The yellow leaves
Wink and wave
Their little mouths
Open
To rain
      December 09 2020