Relentless, She

She layers silence like blankets on the cold hills,
stills the reeds with a whisper and reaches tendrils
whitely into my dream. Relentlessly she pulls,
popping joists and bursting aggregate until the field around me
tickles my beams,
and my dreams yield from survival
to reabsorption.

When the clouds roll inAn abandoned home miles from nowhere, photographed with an Hoya infrared filter

 

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