grassy, moon-scarred shade of
night. As in the chocky
rocks, a luminous, and branches darker
than sky. And
from here we say we see,
here we say we say. Elemental
and the other under porch light, absorbing. Lest clouds come
and a raining down in terms of TEARS though written
way for a message of surface.
Worried about when. A
tearing through, lending itself
this way and that as in a
wind when pennants, whipping in the night.
Or your sight.
A difference is seeming now, the light gold crack
in the sky
and un-bought the surface goes rocky