Tuesday 5th July



Faster than tears this one’s not stopping, dressed in white optimism.
Glances across the backs of headrests in shades. sunlit faces,
sunlit beards. What’s that stain, it gets too noisy? A bird on a stick
in low eternal flight over a cornfield, creaks. Mumbling wires vibrate
in a breeze, blood flowers raise their heads above wild summer grass
to glimpse the sun.

Kiss me quick. Don’t get upset.

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