To a Noble Mind O’erthrown

Posted on April 2, 2014     Leave a Comment

You must have been confused again, just south of Glenwood, waving to me last night from Westinghouse with its windowless maws. You rose from parkway pangs and underground radioactive molybdenum, spewing yourself -fluorescent and faded- before broken remnants of time beneath exit 148. I know it was you. I caught you as you glinted off […]

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