Build us up with honest dust
set your watching machines nearest
drink it down and dress it up
fluids all yet fluent.
Catalyze retired trucks
loving strange full-stomached
twice the future brought me home
once it ran right through us.
The lust you bought me wasn't much
rusting blue a truist
diet hinterlands still blush
the mirror and the tulips.
It's too soon to board the bus
less nighttime's indoor spirits
life's worth reexamined cruft
all but too late for newness.
1 comments:
if you keep this up you might have to start calling yourself a poet.
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