Monday, October 23, 2017

THE SLOWPOKE WINGS OVER THE MOUNTAIN

My stick floats autumn with golden horns
jaws low to the ground and an opaque center, the opposite of herds
red fruit glacial debris along intersecting networks of chasm luck
positions of elongated shape around the crater Copernicus
tablespoon meteorites would have struck the moon quadrant of the garden; onions grow

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