small poems & small plates
eulogyi'm with youthe edgesthe wild grassesbeggars with their soulsupside downflowers droppingin the doorwaysthe crops may ruinin the blazing sunblack spots a teardropand the ladders don't leanon the broken treeslike they used tobut giddy falconsfly off the mountainsand they try it onat closing timeno accounting for mistakesin the sleepy fogjust the cloudsthe promise of themfrom paticle theory, # 8, 2022 sg/sf ca
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the edges
the wild grasses
beggars with their souls
upside down
flowers dropping
in the doorways
the crops may ruin
in the blazing sun
black spots a teardrop
and the ladders don't lean
on the broken trees
like they used to
but giddy falcons
fly off the mountains
and they try it on
at closing time
no accounting for mistakes
in the sleepy fog
just the clouds
the promise of them
from paticle theory, # 8, 2022 sg/sf ca