Alchimie Photographique

12/15/2006

On the Beach at Midnight

Breath out.
All that was Diego is breathed out,
as if he were beheaded
and his blood was spilled on
the universe and merged with its flow.
I enter the horizon nameless
like an eagle released to the sky.


Breath in.
Over the skyline, stars
propel towards him and
enter his mouth in cascades of
white liquid fire.
He inhales me back, joined
with the sound of god’s whisper.
DQ 12/15/06
Posted by CSOC at 4:57 PM
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