blissflit

 
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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