MOUNTAIN AFTER BEER
the sky's particular sync
paused
near the horizon
a mess
all gummed up
gory peaks
pink
entering pink
and like churning taffy
again
into itself
didn’t the cloud seam
seem not there
an erasure
gasp
the sky gasp
like a lost tome
and all the doom
there should be
with that
with what
OTTER CREEK
dry packed snow
stepped on cracks
like rifle stutters
in the muffle
creek-smuggled darkness
it’s not that dark
the parking lot is expecting visitors
all that data
beyond light
is impeccable