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HER HILLS GLOW, LOS ANGELES IS BURNING

POEM

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HER HILLS GLOW, LOS ANGELES IS BURNING

No ending is a perfect ending for our woody flame.
White crystals spanning the sheeted bed in these eyes.
Rings of ultra-red lifting the roots of my suffocated ego.
The air is erupting, from roof and whistling chimneys.
Swell and burn curving legs, around, inside.

The cold city is damp pink, on fire, not far, not near.
Roasted chestnuts spread the sweet scent.
Tomorrow’s twinkled pools in the sky burn eternal.
Green tinted, night-blue and violets.

Joshua Muñoz

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