cheap shoes with stolen pomade.
No one tells them what they should do around
here, anymore…
We learned how to wound from a distance, I’m told
was mankind’s next big step forward —
but it’s faster to hug the haystack hard if it’s the
sharp pointy things that you’re looking for.
The stonefield’s harvest comes in, cold and gray
–we’re riding low and we’re clear on approach.
A mantis shrimp can’t think a single thought,
forced to see millions of colors.
A hail-stormed walnut tree’s in no mood, left there
until the earth moves itself.
The bad guy’s exit plan leads to the roof, regret
curdles about halfway up.
–Well, just because you get the banana out
doesn’t mean you’re not doing it wrong.
Can only time-travel in Findlay, Ohio – because a heart
needs to beat to change at all.
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