Flooding—too brilliant to be anything other than self-destructive

Landmines like earthworms

Sunlight burns   it’s seductive

And all that was anachronistic implodes                 narrows

My sons tiptoe down overgrown paths                                 serpents

Loved beyond bone

Repent. Rebuking the ancients, Forgetting the torrents of rain

dropped endlessly, like God was mad at us.

Perhaps I’ll never know who my mother was                                      what she implanted

Rubbing my back in clockwise circles

Read it slanted

Summertime and the livin’ is easy

Legacy weighs like a globe of pressure                   on my kidneys

Only gnarled limbs grow from redwood trees



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