Wednesday, August 03, 2011

On the Train v.02

Some nights it's
a smorgasbord of bristling
young energy:
clear, hopeful, glistening

like crystal,
smelling like grape candy,

impatient when not moving,
flooded with dew drops

and sunlight

Sugar-covered hummingbirds
Freshly awake, new and alive
and in plain sight
wolves and fading
aging vultures

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