Thursday, March 21, 2019

Irregular walls on salt scratches
marble rails and rounded squares
trickling screens that palpitate lettered hand prints
the grease paint of shuttered doors and oily blood
the pouring mouths of stone chained in dragging feet
fine flesh in a plastic sleeve
tree forks tacked with electric light
dry skeletons caught in the depths of fragrant skin
wet banners bleeding optic lids
and machine gun numbers
the softness of pigeon grey
plucking fragile glass.

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