The Palm at The End of The Mind

The Palm at The End of The Mind

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by jonathan.aperez

Created 7/23/07

At four-fifteen everything was different,
The leaves stirred, and everything shifted.
A million gnats- blue and silver- took flight
Meshed in a nebulous dance in the hollows,
And even now amidst the decay of overgrown azaleas,
Bending rows of peonies, prize brown geraniums,
Not even the breeze can spell it: she is gone,
And nothing is the same.

flying is learning how to throw yourself at the gr, and miss