left no right
by tanner brockwell
left no right
at the sign turning
up short the red
over cobbled
over streets
that shook like waves
patterns
the wet circles
the depressed rings
holes in then
filled up with water
the arc as wheels
ran through
down and up
muddy cup
there was the a
eh there was the
stone steps with leaded glass
lets look up
the low flown overhead
baby wings
beat for an instance
the seasons past
all grown
all overflown
so so loan
sows the owes the oh
the owl is known
is just begin is
as was as was as is
is in the thin
the thick
the laid up late logs of spring
that cured the summer
and tindered for frost
for cold for slow low in low
they caught
and flared in the iron
in the touch ouch hot metal
the warmth the wrap the shawl
the rounding keep
for night is long in dark in sleep
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