a brief flash (20170910)

something black flashes
in the grass
exactly the way
light doesn’t expand

overhead the sun blazes
behind a white cloud
and casts a long black shadow
across the sky
an oil slick on blue

moving toward me
the bones in my feet
phalange proximal metatarsal
vibrate with its approach
something insensate and unilluminated
flashes underground
knowing me without knowing

12 thoughts on “a brief flash (20170910)”

  1. The bones on my feet tingle when I walk on certain grounds. My mummy used to tell me it’s because some dirt contain microscopic bits that used to be human. Bones attract those bits like magnet to metal.

    Reading your intriguing poem, I also thought of the shivers you get when someone walks over your grave.

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