Friday, May 10, 2013

How The Immigrant

How language is
this ship cruising through
waves and how even
a fire hydrant means

something and how

the disembarkation point
becomes a confusion of
symbols that are not
processed into words

and how the streets run
counter clockwise  to
meaning and how
the air strokes clouds

as though the particles
which anchor what we
are and how we are
become nothing more
than a light mist

fog and how we cling
to the life raft of past


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