Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Unimpressed by the Trees

The ape congratulates himself
And hugs his inadequate arms
Around his cotton-swaddled ribs.

Oh but the clouds are thundersome
And handsome, their high whites seeded
By bacterial lives aloft.

There is music somewhere, somewhere
There is science, darkness and light,
Somewhere are hearts breaking the night.

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