Friday, April 27, 2012

summer night
moth dive, 
drunk window-shopping for
divine light (violently)
reckless asymptote of
smashing against 
plastic. 
to think, you 
are notre dame's
tracery
a rose through
which heliocentricity
idealizes wingdust
by intersecting pale 
arc remnants
and patterns
known. 

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