Monday, January 27, 2014

WITH DAYTIME HIGHS APPROACHING THE PAUSE BUTTON

All that a—narrowing 
mind 
can still 
note is that

the near-
frozen whites
of its 
tough-to-flit eyes 

have never
been shown 
such a clean 
and near-motionless—smoke

suspended—in spools so
thick
and dead-

silent
and tethered-

up tight 
to remote and 
girded rows of rough rooftops;

as if—
even the most ethereal 
of vapors out there 

must take special care
unfurling—
in such unfeeling air.