Sunday, September 23, 2018

Faint colossus leaking moons
the fiber optic life
of a plucked feather
spreading oily hairs
in hot dirt.

Staring orbs of water
puppeteered by a turning circle.
Valley of tin limbs
stirring like pepper and salt.
The noodling roads
and bashed-in girders
that coil up against
a bloody bumper.

Squares of clover
a pulse from the gutter's edge
of nipping foxes
and the gleam of a three-way rock.

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