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Burbis

by Ryan Nardi

Drive out the demons
from the camps and the palisades.

Take hold of fire,
half the year's rain in axe-blood.

Trickle, crumble heights;
dribble pebbles on the eyrie.

Crystalline parade
made of syllables and whole notes.

Take apart the arms
with a simple tool and headroom.

Play on, and play on.
And play on into tomorrow.

02/18/2008

Author's Note: For a band of brothers.

Posted on 02/18/2008
Copyright © 2024 Ryan Nardi

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