Shimmering and White

never discerned the lexicon
of faith,
of witches hunted
and lands of rape
shimmering and white
in the distance
the future cloaks itself
and hides
make no mistake
sometimes when you're lost
there no where to find.
in the cataclysm of anecdotes
no skin speaks
no kin spins like spokes
the wagons escape
from the past
like Radio Flyers
the memories are melted
down
into categories
and after death
the fire.

dig you out
from the bottom of
this mine
in my hand
I saw jewels
even though
you were a rough
cut, fit for ransom
a paradox in my pattern
without demand
paying in soul
with blood money.

the drought hung on to
the city' like a lustre
or a burnished
theatre rail
from the past
frozen in memory
like stone age mammals,
like nightmares
under glass.
add up the cost
the eat or be eaten race
we escaped to wake asleep from
in the frost.


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the english spellings are intentional