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Posted by on Mar 9, 2009 in Poetry | 0 comments

Ariel

Ariel

 

They wave the metal sea fronds on the roof.

Sway and buckle

punch through wood

and spring her from the root.

Singing megahertz confuses.

 

All distorted nerves

her field fires

my maddened universe.

 

Each termite note

chews through the grain

and spits my zeros up like answers

while cicadas crank her summers out.

 

I am a wing that beats and beats the air

and flames her louder

down below
in silence sits the jaguar.

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