we pulse along the black asphalt
\ncutting through black grasping woods
\nsilhouetted against a not-black sky<\/p>\n
the moon lies low alone above
\nthrough the flickering limbs
\nmonstrous global palely grand<\/p>\n
unchanging mutability
\nstone cold
\nfired by imagination<\/p>\n
ride above the road
\nwe dive for the gate
\nbeneath you—impossible<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
we pulse along the black asphalt cutting through black grasping woods silhouetted against a not-black sky the moon lies low alone above through the flickering limbs monstrous global palely grand unchanging mutability stone cold fired by imagination ride above the … Continue reading