Friday, July 22, 2016

American Fecundity 2016

These are uncertain times.
Heat hangs heavy, unnatural,
skies cyclone-oppressive.
Hate thickens, alien-green.
The valley is still; not a blade
bends.   There is a highway out—
love actually
but all stand stoic, lulled
by the static dreadful
blossoming impossible.

 © Steve Brown 2016

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