Terminal F-Stop in Charcoal Nylons

watch still slicks
recurrent to pretend
supernatural creatures
are listening to me think
the river the river the river
halogen blind from above
narrator snuffing a scent
raja style upon elephant
heroine mark plummet
pillars not prose hath
no shapes to drag it
down into the bells
over busted prow
some odd incant
recount winnow
how far drown
one dive one
more time to
take solaces
in the raw silt
inverts ancho
towing songs
hour dreams
days longer
forlorn she
walks the
an anklet
one clasp
of her now
in blue heels



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