PENDULUM

by January 15, 2022 0 comments

… Like a Mapuche National
I dream of sunken ships,
Shadows that walk
The Milky Way,
And the empty nests
Of telegraph poles.

The grass grows
‘Second sight’
High
While
The date tree
Blends
Its form

Of exorcism.
Waiting …
Waiting on
The bright
Onyx and gold
UFO
To arrive.

editors note:

Dream your best and light your landing pad well. – mh clay

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