Friday, March 01, 2019

The interwoven half-dead brothers
shaking a thicket of painted branches
fighting on a road in the sky
bolting barriers
to the shimmer of a careless frond
patching each other with drifting fabrics
hoping the hologram will crack
as it has cracked before
while the beam flickers
in an unwilling iris
seams frothing and a milk navel
peeled glass orbs in a salad of lettuce
firmament shaking meat.

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