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[tape blur]
December 6, 2005    File under: Tapeworm

flaking in the wind, wind-tunnel forced through mountain
channels and blasting down the city's ways, high-rise focused
now blow-torch sharp and even a breath is a burn, a blistering

column in the windpipe and the bronchial tubes, something
strange moving there giving you a second side: the storm front
erases the city's bowl, but in that x-ray white where everything

moves no motion's visible, though something might emerge:
a crow, a dove unfolding in the chilly vents, hovering for a moment
then gone, as if a stuffed toy's stuffing exploded into wind:

the bus, sudden wall of window, weak yellow lights blearing
from the squall, a column of warmth moving through the cold:
the homeless erupting from beneath the bridges into the open,

every open hand now closed, clutched, cold: I imagine you here
watching from my window as I disappear into the blur, the static
of something about to happen, and wonder how you will wait,

how you will watch, whether something will emerge, some song,
some stranger, some aching to be met: now the radiators rattle
some approach, portending, some knock: will you take it in:

Posted by Jake Adam York at December 6, 2005 5:06 PM