Some darker thoughts; on the wave of the year

Ratty with living ratty with the length

of a year.

Shafted

and bored by the punctual effect of time and its grave but jaw-tightening

happening.

Sweat cold constantly — optimism dehydrates and

I swim

…short of the coast.

The blood-flow

seeps but its tears curse and cradle the arid banks.

Which curdle and given time

prune up.

To make it into the borderless:

peace

of sapped desert…

Autumn re-birth,

spring, death:

ebb and flow, ebbandflowebbandflowebbandflowebfloebflebfebe

summer strife,

winter, hedonism — hubris hangs.

The reindeer come with self-destruction in their gums and a galloping nothingness

perches

joltingly on the horizon.

(August 2015)

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