Pine release

walked into the mountains   (actually
rain:    rain on path     rain on dogs
rain falling in the bay through sun

   direction of      ie. towards the
fuming mountains    (also, on crown
of Hitler Youth til slick)    where the mist
(a kind of purple)    clung or shrouded
whatever   and   (it fell on our faces and
hands)     made to stop and go left
(pine release, very wet)    at the fence-line
even though I didn’t see any military
personnel or smart bombs and correctly
identified the tiny bird that was flying
           in the storm

                             when the mountain
was biggest     (I saw a crane, you
a house, it was pouring)    on the bypass
with four lanes       two for local traffic
direction of        ie. towards

Puerta Pollensa, Mallorca
January 2010

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