Tuesday, July 6, 2021

Beads: Poem 07/06/2021

Pausing for Beestings 

Pearls prance into the gutter. Mismatched,
clashing with watchtower's colorless heckles. 

Concrete crests, deified sand peruses 
my trek home. Pitiless comes the train. 

I mean no harm. Calluses copulate with charm. 
Thesaurus jungle flouries atop of the city. I garden. 




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