folksongs & cobblestones
anointed, simplicity rounded-off
cars that work,
yet eat Future.
if only posture
could pay for all the starch.
homerun, deep
into congregation.
speech been raked
to tidy bonfire pillage,
homework, pure
TV coal. spawning,
genius death verve
dissipates, until
city skin subliminal
concrete dermis closes
tearducts of bull run rain,
10 inches in one day
over a polluted utopia
portland-swale creek, 1998
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