7/26/2023

Redemption

the epitaphs cannot be redeemed like green stamps,
green eggs and ham, grass green Crayola crayons

would you shade your eyes against the glare
scrap a fingernail in shallow last words?

the smooth throughfare of asphalt records
neighborhood shortcuts on the way elsewhere

would you risk a twisted ankle, a bee sting,
grass stains on dirt streaked dungarees?

[RK, 6/29/23]
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