Friday, November 2, 2018

It Was

as if the crow
had accidentally scratched
the blue from sky
as if just by being
they had somehow stopped the earth in its tracks
tied the axis of me in knots
as if there was anything to it
as if after all this

crow in their deliberate silence
thick wings moving blackly
push past the sun
pass me as if it was
us
jppestana
It Was
11.3.2018

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