Santa Fe, New Mexico
September, 2019
are they free
the sober observations
can it be
the hesitant slaves
were the awkward masters
with their hidden smoky steps
gone
evaporated in the canyon wind
copper memories
that shift with perspective
the impulses that became intentions
the colors that represent
two dimensions
poles of apocryphal
diffusion
burning of the incense
to mix
with itself
