Tuesday, February 27, 2007

the last rays

the last rays [109 of 365]

of friday's harsh white glow;
of searing cyan fading to magenta
spikily dispersed by pointed pines;

fast, stationary to flashing windows;
the cyclic thunk, thunk of steel wheels
ten feet below against steel rails

taking me fast to a southern view,
taking me fast to where night falls
like blackened copper into deep pockets

(23 feb 2007)

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