MOUNTAIN

The mountain breathes her droning breath of age, of life, of solitude.

The cloud he sways above her with his eyes, his skin, of nude.

The sun it trembles in its sweet abyss of sweat, of tears, of strength.

Mountain exposes her innards to Cloud, to repulse him away at great length.

Sun Burns

Cloud Returns

Mountain stays...


Suo 11/25/97


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