Friday, May 10, 2019

My duck-soft body in weather,
the failure of clutches on wind-streaked divides,
stiffening denim of parachute-rigged computer,
eyes clicking with the hollow antenna's tip
from a tar pit of labor and love.

Lumpen wheels trailed by a shadow
who walked through the insides of trees
teeth chipped from the diamond weight
of unrecorded experience.

Scorpion spine dancing whip style
on a sheen of rectal grease.
Flavored haircut against
the heaped walls of bread
rib-split sorrows
and the streak
of an ember on brick.

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