the presence of light

becomes absorbed

within a gray mica sky


leaves fold over

as the sky weeps

a barbed wire rain

stinging the skin


a dog wind

with teeth exposed

growls like

rusted shovels

beating black skillets


everything appears

to be breaking


I surrender

seeking shelter

within a

a rock crevice


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