Fine Flu Journal Fine Flu Journal- june 2014 | Page 31

BRENDA TAULBEE
Like A Moth Lost in the Galaxy’s Void
That child
squaring scrawny shoulders,
gritting his teeth
and boring into
Apollo’s unblinking left eye.

see, he surfaced,
punctured,
through the center of that molten
orb and into the
colddarkbleak
of the universe.

even sodden with sunspores
wax wings fly
so far
before sloughing off in
thick sheets

cold
creeps into young lungs
as trembling boychild devours
the howquiet of the infinite
and dreams.
of birdsong.
of grass.

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