Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Eye blur local punched to Wilmington

We got the tickets to the track
       alongside Darby discards.
       Click punch confetti tumbles
                      in conductor's wake.
       We shuffle down to Delaware.


Heavy humans in P caps
       trudge the concrete stair at
       Crumb Lynne.
       The corn floss tangles dream threads
                       on this yellow blue moon.


Fork lifts crowd the lot outside
       House of Plows.
       Heap stacks aluminium hubs nearby.
       Ant Boy'z tag on brick.

       Sunday Breakfast Mission.

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