valleys: plastic and marble.
hills are metal
we roam

-the graze today is bare.

we never had to learn how to be here
we always learned how to leave.

what you want on your left and
what you need on your right. “That’s

a really good idea!” She would

teddy-bear produce goods, green sisters, march silently among you all
always at the front line, faithfully seated in a fuchsia-lit corner
of the mind.

a great swath of the same thing over and over
filaments of reality blend, bent and woven with
electricity stories

a quite fidgety, nervous starting movement
begins under the blood red stripe
even more grazing


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