6am is realistic
the dawning
alchemist
our bodies
to gold, to gold
the blaze of the sun is that
it knows no touch
the settle of the scalpel light
cold life edge
dissecting
stippled intersecting
of leaf-work laid down
on the early pavement you said
the air is growing cool
though the day comes
comes
to gold
beat thin
posted by will keillor @ Friday, September 03, 2010
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