Monday, December 6, 2010

The orphaned state.

Behold the disappearance of the Origin.
The consolations cricket-chirping, a new rainy sea
Of umbrellas above the orphaned state it sticks us in.

See the fleeting softness of its cheek aglow--
Fresh and mysterious
From the hips of a ripened rosy volcano.

History has grown shorter,
Telling us about these disappearances
Incomprehensibly, and

In order.

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