Old Blues

September 8, 2009

Virgin mountains, years young.

a buzzing landscape

over arctics kicking seas.

Follow the sun across the water.

Rain eat rock.

Tree make root.

Suddenly everything is broken apart and permeable

that sinking feeling, vulnerable.

Green weed torn fresh.

Seeded, eaten, and left to dry.

Silt becomes stone.

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