diluting to hiss

eye see

eye can see with new vision

eye can see the division lines
in the atmosphere
the elemental lines that divide
this particle from that
the swirls in space
those lines which order
the world + universe
our perspective—mine
anyway

eye see the invisible bullseye
the lineations in the hawk’s current
the particulate pixels streaming
from it’s red tail
the rust to brown eddies
in the convection
the wake diluting
to hiss

eye see the sharp arrow
of declination as it strikes
the mourning
dove

What I’m Reading:

“The time for critical action is right now. What we do today will determine our future for centuries.”

— Climate Scientists at the SCAR Biology Symposium / “Antarctica’s heatwaves are a warning to humanity — and we have only a narrow window to save the planet” / The Guardian

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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