Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Panamint Rock Candy

dusty roads of panamint range
wood brown mists like rattlesnake wisps,

a pink birth of sky sunset wash
miles of unpaved desert sea,

the gyre of night and long hour
swallows light and car wheel up whole,

deep within unwet earth distant borax mines
cast up yellow salt clouds, seep crystalline desolation.

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