Monday, December 23, 2013

Remnant of Another Landscape

Flat fog new lamb swale
wood down two rows
where light falls apart
cold piled high 
after the war no side
but outside or inside out

straight shot all the way
to town Murphy's Lumber
fumes white as snow.

Why she wants to walk up here
to the Ponderosa hungry for a view
answer:  smell of Bavaria mooing
holy greeting cards
leather pants craggy peaks
where small wooden birds
keep chocolate time
minutes seconds losers craving more

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