Wednesday, June 1, 2016

storm fork

glanded moon in wind's
ruins rusted water was
my left eye the right a
mirror thrown in a well
ojo de morfeo no te veo
te veo )see the( pestañeo
de la estatua verde re
volving in a lake grey be
neath the mountain girls
raise rocks tiny spoons
clouds talk from caves

Dampened from Ivan Argüelles'
Morpheus” and “On Our Way Home”


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