Monday, March 9, 2009

an angel explodes

crystal crumbs still sparkling
hiss by the thousands
raining around you there
in the nightwet street

the burst's pressure
and tentacular starlight arms
punch a violent pop between your ears
and you cannot squint out
the lime-rimmed lemon light stains
staggered and trailing there
in dark space before you

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