Gods with buckets, the rain incessant...
Mmmm yes very much Peter
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Subject: Snap - Bricolage
Bricolage
This muffled cognition
These slick asphalt streets
The circuitous hum of electric motors
Temperature always temperature
Heartbeat
Breathe in breathe out
Breathe in breathe out
Sheaves of newspaper
Tumble and slap the road
A cool wind from the coast
Promises promises promises
Here inside where I live
The newsprint is unreadable
The road impassable
The rain incessant dubiously
Striking the next possibility
Into awareness
Breathe in breathe out
Outside where I live
One step follows another
One reason becomes the next reason
This rain carried here by gods with buckets Dissolving icons Obscuring
metaphors Revealing the black bird in the branches Darkening the shadows
In the corners of the room
Peter Ciccariello Rhode Island, USA
http://invisiblenotes.blogspot.com/
http://poemsfromprovidence.blogspot.com/
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