Wind Babel,
Boulder Heaven
skirt hijacking.
Memory stutters.
Bishops Creek,
God heavens--
square window.
Maybe marigolds
make headdresses
of morning glories.
Side doorways
on wood porches
wear more.
Shelter Mississippi:
mourning miles
creep covered.
Delaware beaches:
if you were here,
you'd be home.
Bowing sun
retreats West--
follow breathless.
Roman opera,
Florida gunman,
New York riot police
pull the chord,
startling awareness
to waken.
Bones on pavement,
purgatory landfills--
dry.
Paper is braver
than Greek tragedy.
Nebraska barn
red in a field,
me barefoot beside.
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