northern lights forecast
you let the child
paint your toenails
before the windowpane
a golden dance of motes
your love
sixty-two miles
above sea level
we transgress the liminal
beyond the blue halo
cloud covered clay
the astronaut's continental
fingerprints
on a meteorite
on display
an ancient graffito
finding your skeleton
we build a giraffe
scraping the cirrus
our own private
babel
a transparent mannequin
floats over Idaho
now, a silver phallus
rockets through
free space
Michael O'Brien
Clayton Beach
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