View single post by timmy
 Posted: Sat Jan 19th, 2008 03:33 am
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Joined: Fri Jun 9th, 2006
Location: Oz, Minnesota USA
Posts: 1083
there she is again
momentum is her goal;
either that or utter sustainment

we understand her dismal lack
of options, her teasing shapes

we make adjustments to her seasons,
use our memories like a dance of doves
toward sunset to explain the aftermath
of things: smoke or death, maybe

the shadow of an elm or rain falling
through the sidewalk cracks in my brain

my very idea of nostalgia is changing;
it’s no longer a saxophone or trombone,
distorting the tempo of my past

it’s more like winter falling on a frozen earth,
shivering in the horror of passing time