Friday, February 03, 2017

Shrimp borders shift sodium continents
there are many missing things
and the fluffed horizon
aches like a man taking bread
but the sky woman accomplishes him
and the sinking ice cream parlor accommodates him
and the falling volcano loves his beard and his sneer
and the fucked earth convulses back
with a creaming vengeance
as he cries into the stem of a glass bird
how he needs someone to help him waste his days away
in the longing mountain.

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