Thursday, May 04, 2017

Bonds that break in the light of day
the smashed works of empire's people.
Formless words underwater
that can't be undone,
the drift of planets
captured in a sneer.

Washpots eating their own clay.
Fenced-in matings
that dream of destiny,
sand whipped from dogs in dim backyards
to a high bright slipstream.

Split roots shivering into a darkened river
limbs spinning on wax.
Tugged fertility dripping
down the chainlink
hollow diamond by diamond.

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