the plentitude of the plaintiff
Please,
How may I help?
They ask faces pressed against
A clamor and a din
~
sucking the sharp end of this peach's rock
fruit fruit fruit
scattered carcasses lying all across
under a full blood
moon
A PIT IN A HOLE
of sweat
and it smells like september
which is to say rotting guava
fermenting into vinegar
or dirt
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