Tall Column of Light

It is late
The air is gossamer
Before it is velvet
Thick and rich
And blue
You are stumbling
Over something I can't see
I lag by several steps

And in a crystalline second
Suspended in the space
Of cut glass
And saintly bells
A white light
Towering unto God
Once and then twice

It is spring now
Perhaps not in my life
But certainly in this year
Somewhere in the city
A dog is struck and killed
By an indifferent car

Soft blue pulse
Chlorine soaks
A violent womb
What else crests the hill
That lies south?



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