Brian Minniear


Primacy

I have this nightmare of dawn
Transfixing nigh ever, save the most recessed pallor
And her deliberate texture and dimension in implacable revelation are won

In the same manner of fashion that lightning is misunderstood:
It longs not for the warm embrace of substance or sentry,
But in the exigencies of volatile elegance
Seeks only to arrive.

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