your fifties’ plumageIMG_4828
outstanding like Sputnik’s dive
into pulsing sleep
awakened by the warning
cast by pastel complacence.

planning excellence
and taking daily lessons
from compact sedans
that break as you quiver close
to the scarlet of hands, blithe.

I am an import
born by the planters and door
which opens to find
bags in the wind that once held
ripe oranges, spilled amok.


reflection on glass
concealed in plotting and fears
locked in a nightstand
set on the edge of envy
and equations of promise.



awaiting the strike
and a gathering seeking
maps wrapped tight ’round bulbs
preceding tangled tactics
awed by humility’s leave.



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