Aretha
botch and blemish
the Queen is dead
disjoin and disjoint
while mischief
larks
other machines
streaked with day
are set to wing
and loosed upon us
-all bets are off
fear-strangled
the earth has fallen
575
we’re apt to do these
our scandalously done wrongs
in total darkness
Silken ships with silver skin
Run together like rain
earth borne airiness
distinctly merged
though sharing qualities
Rain in movement: sound and water
and wind liquid yet insensible;
physical yet lyrical
love beyond temperate reason
Elvis Postcard
What’s your address?
I’ll drop you a line
time to time
just to reminisce
we are yet alive
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