gritty slush passes the ankles
a surge of wet indifference
thrusts of air through the cochlea
almost reminiscent of harmony
light filters cyclical malaise
monochromatic hues of white noise
dodging the slack and pulling taut
nearly reaching essential altitude
chinook winds press the western walls
a hasty recollection of salvation
foliage crawling under reconstruction
slow motion frames against the sky
© 1.17.2011 heather brager
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