Apr 4, 2014


Hanged ones
Roots stretch out to air
Electric doubles
assuming linked
throbbing the web
of community patrolled
by autos
Autonomic shivers
as the human tree resists
core’s pull
The laughing eye that coughs
up petroleum
Plastic for plates
plastic for cups
plastic for a garment
Shrouds like linoleum
that admit
oxygen & prayers
but never
for another
The monitors 
shun antennae,
 shroud people pace
 themselves in cold
 parkways; I'm of the mind 
that we cannot 
have, or want,
 this cemented conversation.

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