RAINE REFLECTIONS

In Memory of Karl




Karl died just before dawn
he was awake for six hours
before that, staring blindly
out of his kitchen window
hardly noticing the empty
Doom Town streets,
shops, and gas stations
that sat dreaming sleepily
in his Norman Rockwell
bedroom community
like a mannequin
he drank yesterday’s
reheated coffee
time passed
his world hardly noticed
but the sky stared down
in condemnation
and the fifteen hundred foot tower
that grew apple blossoms
beneath the desert sun
dropped its blood-red fruit
on Newton’s head
blistering paint,
shattering windows,
and shifting brick chimneys
Karl died just before dawn

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