Whispering Like Steam


A picture postcard of clanking
gears elicits a reverie of gloom
By sound I invigorate sense
memory      Tactile blessings bring waste
upon the shards, shingled outhouse in
                               pre summer stupor
         sheds halcyon and thick,
though our fade can stomach frail
arias      Melting in shame      Misplaced plight
gone in the hulk of parking lots ghosted
in violet      Spread forth      Spread forth
furious shrouds however vacant
                          The dance harmonious
and whispering like steam –

-r. miller


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