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Untitled (1/19/10)

February 20, 2010

something proper
put upon a lightning glow
look, cleaned up and thoughts holding firm,
weaving in close-up a conference of fears

brought over heads, too late
off no two people looming,
in wash
suspended over a tree with raised hands,
all applaud

you go and fall higher
first
with the balance of shining spotlights

but i stay,
wait it out,
blank behind,

sites everywhere writhing out,
but invisible moans, helpless,
do not try me,

attacks are patient
as are the ingredients
to slaughter faith

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