Going west -----  toward the sun
set ----- Death ----- and yet
I still have left what

I could ----- Fall in love ----- with 
you ----- my heart is rushing ----- Down
like sheets of sound
or a ----- Waterfall pouring,
slipping in proxy off the lip

Clearly ----- As the body
slows ----- grows
weak, the rush of life
betrayed in a rotting body -----
atoms breaking free

to become 
the ground.

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