Friday, July 12, 2024

All your meatless murder
I SHUDDER AT THE THOUGHT
Makeup lies you tell
Orchids weeping
Hydrangeas weeping
Strangers lick their palms,
light the way
Lilacs weeping,
land combing it through
nothing is that clean
is ever that clean
Bryant park steaming with rats
and loneness
and rainstone fat
and brokeness
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    I dreamt I flew over my old way home from school knowing it like hand games guided by the claiming orange of the street the frowning ...
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    All your meatless murder I SHUDDER AT THE THOUGHT Makeup lies you tell Orchids weeping Hydrangeas weeping Strangers lick their palms, ...