the north star

smoking ion of time
fading and glower
high in the blueblack sky
across my shoulder
the events scribed
on my heart and
in my mind
crude but deep
even as the tiny
orb wanders
mindlessly
ceaselessly
into the infinite
                    boise 16 may 2004

 

 

 

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