Thursday, June 20, 2019

Confetti of wet clay eyelids
clinging to a plow blade
and faint fortress wall
peeling from the orb that fills
exploded lobbies with insect thorax
a peacock's fan of sweetened bleach
slapping microwave doors.

Legs of a slender blade
stomping in metallic filth.
High rise neon melting to adorn
a shovel's active dust.
Satellite's rim of latex gloves
a trapped galactic storm.

Mites filed by a sweeping card
the ring of burning tongues.

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