Tuesday 21 June 2011

Darke on the Longest Day

The traveller walked here to here
to/from to McNiven
cupping between them Darke Park
vacant tonight for mosquitoes.








Hydrants guarded
each a dozen homes
no matter what your
reason for seeing.











Tonight only travellers wrote the hydrant
family of red bone, dark face, lawnmark.
Every few feet they seemed near.








On Darke re-committed to wild yard.








How long does a driveway?
Ruckus and splash?
If time does this to
driveways, think.








Later in the coffee shop
on Kramer, Darke Park
a stone's throw and a roll and
a kick away.








Stranger than later
the hill.

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