the sky cannot follow what
it has occasioned, so i bide my
clarity through snow.
the ground becoming a vast
return, indistinguishably white
from the sky.
now and again--there's nowhere
for a moment to go.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 12:29 PM UTC
the sky cannot follow what
it has occasioned, so i bide my
clarity through snow.
the ground becoming a vast
return, indistinguishably white
from the sky.
now and again--there's nowhere
for a moment to go.
