Oh, engine my future,

   my darling motor spark.

And angel still my heart

   with a flaunt

     of your flawless wings.

I awe stand stark

   in the silent dark,

     beneath your brilliant lightning shadow.

A diamond destiny compiled

   from the dust of all things.

In mute, our screaming lives

   share a desperate quiet link—

     to be less

       than we may believe,

     yet far more

   than we might think.



Fall 2007

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