pop a wheelie
coax frolic wreak
gravity patter
go hosts
dew
heaven
has a bottom
plink imbue
bolt
bifurcate
tapping out each pole
in a frenzy
of reach
posthumous
belltower wellflower
morning sun
memory swerve
porch swing
dripping
the next poem
Make me real
so that I may
destroy you
chrysalis hubris hawk saw dirge
we’re edible
constructs
waking
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