Saturday, November 23, 2019

Shadows hiking over orbital slabs
hands linked and then released
within surrounding tentacles
living flaps and hidden tongues
screens blinking above athletic fields
the dark stage warming up
the weight of the concealed center.

One rustling egg of taut vines
and flowing water
tumbling across the stone-cropped
green bulge of plains
close to the boundaries of melted mortar
cute curves' rubber stench
through the swinging wood.

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