Monday, April 17, 2023

Strings of hot saliva
linking planets and stars
as they drape the stratosphere
and its many cousins.

Everything bright and
sharper than time
ground flat against
the great denominator.

Gray walls with graffiti
of gunshot lipstick
overlap of recorded train cars
tinkling like hidden urine
in the divided dark.

The razor lips of an inverted tulip
time sabotaging time.

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