Tuesday, January 3, 2017

and Pick It Up by ear

unobserved Motion:
the impending surge
of the cat prepping for
currents of air
chimney wisps
constant chatter
of ghosts:
nothing happening today,
not a cloud in the sky

drone of an airplane
leaving town,
pale glint of red sunrise
along the belly
the high-pitched scream of
a saw slicing metal plates: this
is in my ear.

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