not yet

The thunderstorms are late
and we have moved in full heat
beyond the electric and the wind
there are no forecasts here
and walking uphill
toward the sun
the blocks align
the streets align
in their vicious perspective
the fire overhead is in the gaps
and I can’t see the future there
it’s too bright
it’s too bright that way


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2017-06-13 00:00 +0000