Aug 212011
 

Cataracts, rapids and furious plumes
Smoke at the waterfall's foot in one
Purgatorial plunge.

Hot clouds of chaos in a boiling sink
Sterilize steel, and kiss the quick
Motions of two hands.

These two images of water, two images
Of ourselves in austere imagination,
Wetly flail.

The yellow raft tips up at the blue, trembling lip
Above the whole effortful journey
In naked air.



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