Shadow Descending A Dial (03/13/93))

All this landscaped resistance
structured out of all these
chaotic acceptances

Dignity breaks the earth apart, and
the crags and outcroppings smack
outlines of sorrow against
a burgeoning sky,

Blooming almost,
with the brilliant petals of the
morning as yet to unfurl
they curl in upon the sun and
block it's light

(almost comes through)
clouds colored by filtered flowers shine
with a glow of time's defeat
with a turn of the willing axis
with sand lining up at the vortex
diving through the hour's glass

Tipping scales a leap a year
a kamikaze faith a grain a tick
a mirror on the inverse a death of clocks and
measured units the space abyss of falling sand
dying sand
suicide or sacrifice?