GARY HOTHAM ant ant ant ant ant 1994-1999
June 9, 2014 § Leave a comment
on the bus tour
the darkness of the tunnel
on everyone’s face
in the desk drawer
papers that were hers
every day
the trees bend
a wind we can’t get
by
tall grass
in the tall grass
a while to listen
down the hall voices
the soft click
as the door shuts us in
around our feet
water on its way
to more water
the rain not holding on
to anything my father turns
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home late
the darkness the stars
are in
on the rocks around us
water splashed
out of the ocean
snow flakes
no one will miss
melt in her hand
a few feet
from our feet
the ocean bottom starts
only the sound
of their car
comes back
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