Tuesday, June 10, 2014
cue ball blue
at field's edge, sedge hammers
the head with ruby inclusions
the form pours
an endless bucket into the heart as visitors stay to go happy
face down in the soaking pool hall,
bill yards lay waste
to reclusive paramours,
parameters set by proximity to the fire pit
distal stars
set in a firmament
in which i utterly
matter to equate silence
in trajectories aligned,
calculations shot and cues not mistaken
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