Monday, May 15, 2017

Gelatin brothers
riders who purple down brick work of thieves
back doorway a steaming laundry
front bench two suicide chatterers
flopping on a trampoline to the mating switch.

Numbskulls who nevertheless cracked the dragon.
Brute errors broken in handiwork who clean desks.
Excreted screens for a sun's emperor.
Shopfront veins hosing rays of lamp gauze.
Dropping leaves bouncing eyes
to head lit carpets of pine needle patches
the sap of the fallen kiss tickling in shaded ices
a river's armor
the bullet-catching face
of infinite agitation.

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