urge river pasture
shown mid-perimeter squeaking instrument sport the foot speaker
if i am out to prove
the fashionings of patterns, perfect form eschews function, so dead set on sputtering
gains in ways of grovelling the speaker’s sense of following
today it’s hard to escape the ease
of people and belonging. lays claim on the me
i can’t otherwise find is it our kind that we’re electing
by unanimous deselection, because
what’s real and found is gaining ground despite an advertised reflection…
our people are not wooden
if masterworked and gluten, they play
their felts along rhyming belts making plays, pinched hermitage weathering.

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west texas, pt. 8

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