Salvage

HOW HE CARRIED IT It hovered in the boy's head pale as a daylight moon It lit him up like a field under a hail of lightning, it torched the buildings locked and almost hidden under brush in the unfenced backyard of his mind It travelled in his blood like blooms of silt stirred from a river bottom, it ticked like a clock toward some alarm his body lay awake for, it made him feel ancient and unrecoverable and lonely for his friends It churned inside him like the crankshaft of the planet, darkness endlessly turning toward a deeper darkness he had no name for It settled on him like squatters claiming farmland lying fallow, like summer dusk staining the distant hills blueCrummey, Michael is the author of 'Salvage' with ISBN 9780771024719 and ISBN 0771024711.