(patterns roam)

dry and dirt to dust in heat.
2-d walk on random streets,
turn left or right, reverse or true.
(I am not there /it is not me.)

cactus lavish in hidden pools.
tall grass in wind whips its thorns,
dislodges bundles of dry seeds,
cannot prick a solitary heart.

adobe flanks the sun and moon.
barbwire fails to grasp starlight
pause amid the real and illusive.
(here am I and now and final.)

a still life tour of silent clocks,
screen door sticks to open rust,
woven net of light and shadow,
footfalls rut to memory and fog.

white suits paint a crisp, fresh coat.
faceless phenomena and metaphor,
cathedral bells denude its songs,
(who/where was/did/do I go/went?)

tire tread and soot dissipate chance,
traverse passage from the opaque.
matter/energy trade dinner cameos
guide waltz or tango heart beats.

patterns roam a perpetual gala,
2-d walk on random streets,
dry and dirt to dust in heat.
(                     )

 

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