wrestling with congruency
there is no place
quite like the other
each valley
each plain
each mountain
each plateau
each
with its own
land forms
life forms
weather
and light
encased in a shared
halo of air
we are binding this earth in asphalt.
binding
and branding
we block the night sky
with our signs.
from
above
we look
like fire
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qazse
December 11, 2007 at 4:35 pm
this is a repost
December 12, 2007 at 5:24 am
Just dropped by to say hi, bro, it’s been a long time, and yes, I read this before and it’s rejuvenating to view this post again.
December 12, 2007 at 10:36 am
I agree with Tom, it’s just as good the second time. It really is. I love the last line ‘from above we look like fire’. Submit this somewhere it’s good.
kim
December 12, 2007 at 10:23 pm
Tom and krk – and your presence is rejuvenating!
Thank you both!