Thursday, December 29, 2016

John Sweet writes

late january, city of ghosts

early morning in blue and
grey all salt and dust and dirty
                                         frost all
                   failed connections all
                   threads of war but here just the
            soft hum of absolute clarity just the
dead weight of a merciless god
and i am thinking of you and
i am sorry for the pain i’ve
caused and together we are
less than what was promised but
     in this moment we are eternal

in the seconds before
the snow begins to fall
i have meaning

not enough to change the future
but i still grab it and run
 Image result for city dawn painting
 Dawn -- Odd Nerdrum

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