all part of the process
Saturday, July 5th, 2008all part of the process
by Wolfgang Nibori
after the flash, in deathly cool of unlit dawn
in scratching soil resonate, crawling with black-shell beetles
eaters of the dead, cycling all back to life again
triumphing as a whole over circumstance, making way for birth
rolling suns around the earth, pushing clouds along
clicking along as a miniature army, flagless yet triumph-bound
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