Crystal lights under transparent skin—
rippling coursing stars in motion
underneath a dimpled veil.
Step around on earthen tissue—
pushed out in endless cycle
(soft sand thick dirt hard rock soft sand—
blowing in the wind)—
like knuckles ridged we jump along,
upon the fingers of some great
unknowable hand that holds us.
Take light steps down the rubble—
loose rock like water off a duck’s back;
trees like feathers hold his flesh together,
spread around us (freeing us), but fast,
so fast, we find ourselves back at the road.
Trees like spirit totems flash by,
spread around us, closing in, but vast—
so vast. We find ourselves alone,
rolling down the pavement river
snaking grey through the giant’s back
as trees blur into dreams.
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