heaven! heaven! far too long
have we forgotten to
whisper white clouds
into existence, the wavering
uncertainty of birds
made into rote algorithms;
the unnerving way that
lungs fill can
begin to unravel the yarn
that wraps around the trees
and trees
are nothing too special -- i'd say
stratus (stratus
(cumulonimbus)
) infinity
at stake:
streaks
(oh there's my
soul somewhere
amid the pneumatics)
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 2:37 PM UTC
heaven! heaven! far too long
have we forgotten to
whisper white clouds
into existence, the wavering
uncertainty of birds
made into rote algorithms;
the unnerving way that
lungs fill can
begin to unravel the yarn
that wraps around the trees
and trees
are nothing too special -- i'd say
stratus (stratus
(cumulonimbus)
) infinity
at stake:
streaks
(oh there's my
soul somewhere
amid the pneumatics)
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