instant day
supple wish conundrum
instant day
when you'd thought you'd
wake up dead
and see crisp dirt
like bird gloves
heard night-white
bananas covering them
but here you are -
reading me! bird gloves!
Whitman is up on your
shelves somewhere
for when this poem cuts out...
poe cuts? what a typo! what
do you read when your Poe
cuts out? this? :
cold
equine
wink
more gallop
this is
a good place
to hide
a short poem
paper things
oft dwell
on fleshy things
fleshy things
oft dwell
on fleshy things
fleshy things
oft dwell
on paper things
paper things
oft dwell
on paper things
~ V.
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