you

by blake ellington larson

bend in on dark legs that siphon the gut from heartache
you
blend new pages on old phases with ease
you
over translate
you
post “yes” post-it’s in the new dark
you
find an emptied park for best rhymes
you
grow like a spy towards an ultimate sleuth (truth)
you
are but a strange gamelan this side of e.t.’s memory
you
vagabond
you
crawler
you
lover of plastics
you

(2006)

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