in west baltimore you find rock
hetch-hetchy-like promontories
but oh my.
elijah.
banners of snow in a winter wind
ice on fire in a spring sunrise
huddled pine swelling ten thousand summers
autumn stalwart big moon mirror
elijah.
death and peace in the mountains
fountain of life
we breathe we climb
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skjota
instant ahead reach rolling
by the lee knots of wind
figurehead smiling
apeak aport apparent horizon
come about
safe anchorage
last ever living the mile
medi c/t ate
many times great god mother
walking calmly toward center
in a maze assembled over one thousand years
gathering oxygen to core
winds around
gathering oxygen to core
works out
gathering oxygen to core
switches forever
solid state radio free
morning grey molding parts environment
brittle intermetallic layers separate
breaking arc
slow corrosion permanent gate biasing
serial resistance dislocations point defects discharge electro
static
broadcast
static
order of the day
whose guardrail
to
gathering gaining advancing
all nations society salvation
through
sincerity
first step front line there
strength from all things
no matter where they read it
whose god they say said it
a means to prevent or deter access to peace love understanding
is making shit up
brightred cityline
red line as bloodline
red line under bottomline
red line of fiery sun in pipeline
red line twisted into lighttwine
red line restoration neighborhood community prometheancityinvestmentline
fractal starbus
under our tarmac brick and mostly clay
fungi wires seeping pipes measured light
soil thru shoes thru brain in sky
capital entropy underneath
enzymes unshared
instead of leaves stretching sun gathering water together.
so some days
is it the weather my fingers feel like dying
material ceasing to cycle
nutrients not flowing
up from cabin branch
north of schooners wooden freighters concrete steamers sidewheel barges
violets arbutus honeysuckle pansies chinquapin berries
poplar popland elm elmtree cedar ceddox
twenty eight shades of red orange brick towering
walking back into matrix of soil
rooted revolution
one 800 cellular violence
oxygen honeycombs
human estuary of gas exchange
cytoplasmic veils gently vibrating
air and carbon glide through
macrophagia angle toward contagion
so we on the edge like reeds in the salty mud
breath air and music for
every second song of the universe
primary secondary mover
an infant opening closing opening a red tin box
fingers humanizing deities we bore
shifted shape shifting shape every twist a tool of creation
breathing batteries of skill connecting