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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