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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