Thursday, March 22, 2007

ruins of the river

Two oars sucking out
this dark water from below
Two oars sucking away
the harmonious rumble and chirp
of the death of night

We live in this vacuum, right now
a collapsed multiverse of thoughts
and while we cross the water
we look out at shadows, and sing
solemn hymns to cast away the shores

We don't know where we are going,
not in the boat, not in our heads
but away, away, and away

from this dazzling world of venomous stars

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