journey B (the blotched paper)

Posted: June 22, 2010 in POEMS /futility of words
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the thin hum of the engine

overwhelms the progression

hundreds and hundreds of tiny specks of light

clashes with the sight

vaguely turning the blurred eyesight

into one concrete point

the dust and the dawn

collapses into the light

and all that is left is

the blotched paper.

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