The sun is going down
down in Texas, while
the vines are growing up.
The human fact
of a powerline moves
horizonwise across the sky,
man and plant in tandem
defying gravity.
Here on the ground,
I can feel my feet,
but my intoxicated head
is up there among the leaves.
My camera and my eyes work together
to keep us there for our version of forever.
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