cloth

Posted on by under Poetry

crushing bone to paste

crushing beans, flour, rent

crushing the crux of most days of most purpose

cowboyed, contour of a status quo version of a ford of a slaughter

turned more acute

turned more accurate

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s