Saturday, June 29, 2024

Poem, Rich Eating Everything, Food-Like Objects, Doom, Eventual Revolution Implied


Lingering Glints
June 29, 2024

we had made of seven treasures
swallow-thistle noodles
clinking while devouring
the work of sixteen thousand
our service staff in measure
singing mama had a baby
but their heads wait long

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