Air

after brutal brush
of marble and sand
lengthening strife
hollow out
rock and neighbor
buzz to brittle purr
years to whittle down
city and bone
the days collapse
into uproar and discord
the world watches and waits
holds its differing tongue
to trail of crooked echo
stew of limbs and howl
and then     fire
rapid flash and spray
as dark often keeps such terror
there   up in smoke
a loud draw
a coral dust
long and full sorrow

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