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birch limb dances to this dazzling light

great jagged cloud peaks softened by

rain are speaking

their language in tongues

gutteral and heavy

rolling their "rrrrr’s"

accentuation with chains of white fire

god creatures jumping from island

to island

cigarette tastes dry

when the rain tumbles

falls in slashing torrents

goosebumps on my skin

dampness on my eyelids

..O..