Crestone, Colorado

A Poem

Published on January 17, 2005 By TaBoo Tenente In Writing

Crestone, Colorado

something living here
in the death of winter.
what lives buries its belly
next to the earth
sticking stalky roots and stems
into the ice
ducking below
the shallow air.

this stubble of plants clutch
to something i cannot understand.
I am nothing, here
nothing acknowledges
my boots in the snow,
the snow is ice,
gives nothing to the texture
of my boot soles,
gives nothing to my weight
or heat, silently breathing wind
to dry away my voice

and i am gone.

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