drastic/beautiful '08
the morning is crisp, unbitten by solar flares and every watching world is coming to wake and sigh beneath it the cloud-lines are sharp and etching their way into the minds of men and women on the street picking up the morning paper mornings like this: drastic/beautiful large mountains and breaking sun coming to haunt the fields and parking lots nearby and watching, i feel at least a little like a documentarian, shooting footage with my eyes marking scenes with the insides of my eyelids and noting which moments mean more than others i have come, on days like this, to understand the workings of the wind the secrets of the pasture and even more of the bright old legends that shape the day; this day your day to shine my day to fly our day to walk along in the only way that matters we are mostly only mornings anyway,
2008-01-21 | 10:42 a.m.
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