incantations (20170519)

step to the rim
even the silence
here
at the edge
is quiet
pregnant enough to make
your ears hurt

until a bee buzzes past

the magic spell of
all the clocks being ground
into rust-colored dust
breaks
a bubble sucking in on itself
and suddenly you hear the wind

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