Tuesday, May 19, 2020

Dirt bag epiphanies
curling up in the roots
a fence of bone and skin
a charcoal sneer

bubbles of entropic pearl
flying from a black tongue
lungs and their yearning
a patched blimp
riding over the graveyard
with a laughing light

the lip of a carved seat
dripping sweat
for the reigning corpse
and blinking orifice
an airplane hangar's
busted river of grain.

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