Thursday, July 24, 2014

"I Wonder What Your Latitude Is Tonight," by Hans Ostrom


I'm going in another direction.
But I might see you when
the Earth turns around.

The blood on my hands
(not mine by the way)
turned into foaming rainbows.

I'm now riding through the "sky":
it is so mild. And I wonder what
your latitude is tonight.




hans ostrom 2014




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