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even
a room full of light
a
glisten on the water
makes
no promises
every
assumption
might
rest
on
self-fulfilling prophecy
what
gets forgotten
are
the few moments
like
this
---
e b bortz
and
say that
the
cold southwest winds
blowing
into
the
florida keys
is
unusual
un-hurricane-like
yet
crazy
from
where they came
upsetting
the gulf stream
waking
up a few more
greek
ex-pats to go
&
vote for syriza
today
but
of course
you
don't need a weatherman
---
e b bortz
it's
a small view
in
fact
but
nonetheless
a
subtle branding
not
to be ignored
the
clouds have
counter-attacked
moving
into
a
bison stance
pooling
their
great
historical
bodies
of
fur
&
nonconformity
water
chops
like
an arbiter
without
an opinion
---
e b bortz
isn't
all that it's
cracked
up to be
you
can't meet it
halfway
you're
either in
or
not
be
ready
for
disappointment
look
around
for
other signs of life
who's
hiding
where
the
wind
is
the guide
watch
for
first
shadows
coral
dust isn't soft
it
comes from crematoria
the
moon glows
but
only when you're not looking
---
e b bortz
fronds
are
heavy today
in the denseness
of
the air
slumping
suffocating
in fact
like
a transformation
still
not defined
gone
awry
every
cloud
grinding
to a halt
---
e b bortz
every
gun
should
melt back
into
the blue steel
it
came in
from
the wood
of
the nightstick
baseball bats
for the neighborhood kids
who will thank you
the
sky
is bitter
a
rage above
the
storm
like
a temporary boundary
unlike
the milky way
---
e b bortz