over into elsewhere







surely arrival has been reached


and the sky’s been stoppered?





nearly to the clock’s last minute


will i be nostalgic as rust





once that rainbow bridge has


been diminished?





tears are only salt nowadays,


only winter cries icicle masks





thru’ the ice of someone else,


no one eyed for anyone





this is the last window looked


thru’, that last tapered cloud





being swallowed by dusk in


a red almost fiery glove





where the horizon has crowded


antigens, skyscraper bodies all





there is no trundled train coming snake-


like patience, no announcement





no message upon broken confetti


or the wither of returning sap





this is that edge that’s waiting to be


leapt, for all stood things will fall





another shoddy breath as if trying


to usurp the lung, and the sheets





moon patterned cling, yet another


skin to be free of once the fastening





of light undoes, and that drop into


empty, no stairs can halt or slow





ceiling gone, awareness like a fading


autumn, replaced by a season of none



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