Saturday, April 18, 2015

Full Spectrum Blues

The most unpredictable and reliable
Vectors in my uncontrollable world
Are the ones known as other people.

If they weren't supplying me
And terrifying me, I'd hardly know
The world was cruel or kind at all.

Snow fell all through the night,
All through the one winter day
That might as well have ended

Forever ago now. I, ice, stiff
Upper case in a slyly lowering
Case ego woods, sat and thought.

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