Wednesday, May 25, 2011

The Rivers I Have Hidden From The Sea / 2011


i wander a mirage of geography

ghost cities, phantom landscapes

run my hands through opaque rivers

flush my face in the rouge of urban rust

blacken my palms with the rush of prairie oil

each and every tree a witness to feeling, to thought

boise, bethesda, birmingham

orlando, omaha, oakland

yakima, ypsilianti, yuma

the land runs red beneath my pale skin

the skin turns black beneath a cold sun

lay down with your dead

climb a cloud collapsing

sin can never follow a saint's apparition

walking unmapped in others' memories

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