i like the day
to land in
and fragment
sills and window
views that let me in
still and infinite
i carry waste and load
a truck full of
heavy undertow you
wanna get pulled under
the lack retreats and pulls you in
feel a crossroads of animals
stranded on a leaf
and make chances
to jump branches
take a smoke
upside down and crawling
battered and sheltered
cars veer headless
while morning blue
soaks lines like anger
and crunches out the heart
until it beats colors
carry fortunes
liberal in pockets
burn truths
until they coat like
blankets of smoke
siren orange
in a box of speak
to shit on eyes that stare
and i dont care
fuck time
and bleed out elements.
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