Monday, June 19, 2006

Listen for more stone to shatter

I'm covered in streetlight smoke
and drawing faces on astro turf
counting 15 far off candle lights

feeling heavy, like a flag made of clay
caught in a frozen ripple
one instant of meaning, hot off the kiln

I've got that taste of sweet soot on me,
blackface against a whitewashed chalkboard
spinning with a cast iron heart
blurring at high speeds

Some day this beach'll be washed away,
waves slowly pulling the earth away
so listen for more stone to shatter

and dance to the music it makes!
resonating into a fine mist rhythm-
the night and all the rust

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