Saturday, January 24, 2015

Brigham Tea, Mormon Tea, Ephedra, Utah Native

I look at the lava flows
Near Saint George, so black they're close
To wet, glossy broken tongues
I've tried to describe before,
The happened, not happened yet.
Life's children are invasive.

What could another body
Caught in the web of language
Say better or, better, more
Freely? No one quite like me.
Hang your hat on that, mack. Black
Lava fresh as yesterday

Antedates your earliest
Date-palmed dates. Your end is near.

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