before I’ve started I
give up on this little
story surrounded
by the almost noise
of air conditioners
slow unseen aircraft
the last breath of
why can’t I just
stop me if you’ve heard this one
but no it’s just
from here we see
trees burning birds
thud to the ground
apartments collapse
spilling canned peas
and plastic dolls into
a stream and clouds
and clouds and clouds
this breath or the next or that
night bird over a lawn without
color some itch on some list
Tell me, if I walk the bridge
and nothing escapes do I
still plant a seed in secret?
rise
&
fall of
her breath draws
the
skyline
resident devil shrink pixel-small fly out with this breath
how long the grass holds her breath
one small brushstroke in a wide landscape my breath
the dog’s hot
breath on my knee
thunder without rain
just above the apartments
a handful of frozen stars
and my breath
out of breath half way up I remember I am the hill
frozen grass I breathe out just to see the cloud
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distant sound of sirens through snowflakes winter seclusion
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blowing the crumbs off my keyboard I think of the old dog
other animals 