Insular
JF
Written in Herre Norway, June 7 2009
No, it's an einganggrillen, one time grill,
paper leaping over coals, E-18 sausage -- name for the highway in country, shocking with moose.
Mica stranding the ice age davenport,
the ocean water is potable, a sailing boat motors on the offing over the shingle,
legs abandoned & bruised,
auroras don't shed the moon & earthshine dawn.
Ice sounds shaved these benches, cow knees implacable over salt licks, witness to the nocturne of the tarn. The jumble of bruised rock, tested with blisters, ticks like fleas, murder snails.
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