OBSERVATORY NOTES

NATE MAXSON

 
 

The careful observer will notice

That the creatures ambulating the labyrinth

Rarely speak to one another

Each too busy contemplating

Not, a rekindling

But a first burning

A pilot flame

Coming out of the ground

And a lit match

 
I have built my ghost town

Now see me fill it with ghosts

 

 
 

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