Monday, October 11, 2010

Translate burns and burn scars
but not burning

On Saturday, maybe
the light drags the moths
back and forth,
the local radio station
is nice enough in 2010

playing Shocked
when you wish
upon a star-
-used to be my town
when there was a small zoo
maybe 1966
a few predators and lost owls
surely those were in '70
one of those alligators
from the sewer
won at carnivals
predestiny versus extinction
you know.
Might go up there again
next week
look for old friends
in the stairwells
but I know they are not there
in those wormholes,
they've streamed
and pledged elsewhere
but to me this is it,
we happened here
and it seemed to land right.

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