Thursday, January 1, 2015



In the place of all things almost falling off
you will praise two things

the strong uncollapsing earth
where you can find it

and the view

If the first one falters
you can still have the view

Over time you will take it into you
all that grass
the few small houses

Because the bones of your back won’t let you be a bird
you look

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