The sulk crow cull
~ an erasure series ~
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
(source: “London Rain”, 2001.)
Where rain drowns unfinished
sentences in a phone booth, I frame
your voice in glass your breathing
a summer storm that’s just expired —
transparent and lifeless
as a staining a disguise
of missing.
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