Thursday, June 11, 2015

Feeling It

It's a machine.  (You are) in it
not in it.  It's beyond
a suitcase a bag baggage. 
Beyond myself Earth's pores teaming
with items precious all of them junk.

Old language to describe new
things the now finding an animal
underneath the fur of the sun
moon a blanketing
wave not the term exactly.

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