Running Out of Things to Count
Squalid squab and dirty pigeons
roosting in abandoned places.
Burned-out houses, rusty bridges,
silos filled with rotting grains.
The counting outs
we teach ourselves
so we can fall asleep.
[LSS, 11/20/20]
The Shapes of Seeds and Nuts
One must not confuse
the tender pepitas
snuggling one
into the another
inside a fleshy
squash with these
lonely walnuts
forever insisting
on maintaining their
brainy distance.
[LSS, 11/20/20]
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