Jake's Flea Market

it never comes out the way it went in

September 22, 2024

those rodent grasses they’ve tunneled

those rodent grasses they’ve tunneled
up out of the soil into breathing 

the wind leans
them like spectators toward the reaction

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Jake de Peuter

~things to put in a poem, and things to take out of a poem~

I have a day.