A Sky No More
through the gray
the fields glisten black
deep in slow moving crow
the coyote black in gray rain
lope the road fading gray gone
in these winter fields worn lost in
gypsum mist
the coyote are no more
the crow no more
the gray bleeds through me
through the rain
through a sky
no more
JPPestana
A Sky No More
2/15/18
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