Scree 8


A disruption along the single
Corridor
A plea of shadows in writhe mode
A gravitational an endogamy
(I hear you. The beat of wings
An incessant ocean undressed)

0nce a colloquy below the
Escarpment
A fire a chanting an
Abolition of frozen

I am come from a
Churn of distance
I wear the lexicon
Of the disenchanted
My blood in the urn
Of lostness

Bring the fractures
The single orb
Signifying.

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Doug Bolling