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Poem

                         First, months

of flash, thud, shudder,

 

then the wailing...

Poem

Now we're up on the edge

and over, on the mountain

with mountains beyond. Behind us,

            in the dark

Poem

Here now skyline assembles fire.
The sun collects up to leave.
Its bright following paled,
suddenly all goes. Dusk rushes
in, like door closed on windowless room.

Poem

Nobody knows what Jonjo knows. Nobody knows but he,
So Jonjo took me for a walk and showed his world to me.