Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Ruin

A deep from out a tower rising in rough hewn
Splices roughed and extraordinary about
The water and the sand
Wedged into obelisks, a significance of which
The monument abides though fallen, if
The leeway of a general
Collapse and tufts of rye
Amid the grass allow nothing
To emerge besides the calm
Conspiracy, whistling and weltering while glides
Surpass the frictionless above.

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