First Horizon

first horizon

the sun drops
below the first horizon
where time began behind the misty mountain
standing there on the edge of the world
counting towards a forgotten motion
the waves crash on rocks below
where the clocks don't tick
into some unknown
where the sun explodes
below the first horizon
where time began behind the misty mountain

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thought i'd restart the whole blogging "thing" with what got me blogging to begin with: an off the wall (called "cow") poem on Xanga.


i will keep this up this time.