DUST

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for george

dark dark and 
sometimes when our fingers tangled up 
it was heavy and 
the air moved quick around my head.

sorry that
sometimes i just don’t know too much 
and hard paved roads make me nervous. 

i used to lay in bed and close my eyes real tight
and a snap and hermetic flush of blue green gloam 
would float through 
and touch my eyes real soft and then 
i’d call your phone as quick as i could.