Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Crystal winds up my spine
and goosebumps on my flesh
as the sun rises over the Kankakee River.
Flocking geese arriving early in
a shattered 'V' and broken honking
heard for miles...
miles.
Dead blades under my feet
as I look across the lost frozen field.
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