Thursday, November 29, 2012

Oklahoma City, 11:00 PM


It's like Seattle here,
like London,
like all my impressionist dreams
which Monet could have painted better -
The white of bradford pears
made hazed and haloed by
stoplights peering cautiously through
the bulbs of a million candied
water droplets
descending like silk curtains,
light and billowing,
throwing a thick net of
liquid air, porous like igneous rock,
over my slick and glowing arms.

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