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to the east

to the east

To the East

I travel to you
In my heart
White birch against steel sky

An errant eyebrow
Afire with sunlight
And a sparrow flying
from my throat

Feathers surrendering
To a meandering stream
Or caught-
in thorns

Pungent sage
and Marlboros
As the hills stretch out
Engulfing and
–becoming abysmally wide
And deep

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