15.7.20
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the city is vanishing
people go first
and with them
all hunches and aches
ever in a certain light
have heavenly bodies cast
along with all the old excuses
a self put out to trash
blink and it’s gone
a nakedness back
once the weather went around
now it tears roofs away
great marbles have fallen
the rats remain
so much shallow wankery
off the table now
is air thinner than whimsy was?
the country is falling apart
this has to have been said
crushed to a fine sweet powder
lapped up with the cream
and money, we can print it
flight is a sudden imagining
someone said it was the market took off
everyone on a rocket gone
like fluff and blew
in all the rain began
and leafy
it’s where I walk to breathe
I have seen it
gullies too steep to scrape
how these least trees come home
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