Anise and asphalt
At the county line marshes
Smells of life passing
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Is it possible
For a dragonfly to be
Lost on a hillside? (Sunday at Taylor Mountain)
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Standing higher than the cross
Higher than the houses of the rich and powerful
Standing in the wind, unblocked since it came off the vast ocean
Alone, looking out at the plain of my existence
Standing where the gliding vultures ride the winds to the crest
Alone, no longer waiting for a miracle
Standing by myself
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Sun glare through the mist
Foggy mornings in the Fall
Fosters noble rot?
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Living on the edge
Of pain like a trench too deep
Not falling but close
<><><>written about work<><><> 10/25/13