Sunday, November 17, 2019

Winding and windmilling arms
of the rad torso,
guts pouring from the cliff lip,
the dip in the trees,

separating roads withering smoke
creaming woods and lettuce leaves
swirling pools of streaked gas
a notch puffing and dispersing flowers,

an outdoor desk with dancing legs
shine's crutch of metrosexual headphones
webs that slither
of a forest's ragged crown.

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