No one ever knows the world as well
as you do. Pine trees pine for
nothing.
In Arizona, everything is all about
your altitude. Without the ocean
though,
what about the waves? It seems the
moon
shone full and midnight was alive
with silver dreams about the morning
in America when dreams were full.
This light is all about the
intermittent
flashes far beyond the desert emptiness.
Sometimes coyotes eat the starry night.
Sometimes the night will talk your
ear off.
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