One Self, Three Changes

Side roads and revelations,
hammer and chisel.
How are we made?

What is this medium
that covers itself in cotton
and dilates to R & B
and takes off the cotton
and makes so many babies
they smog the horizon?

The saplings would swear revenge
if it were in their hearts.

 

 

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