When the backs of men
Clean floors
Well past the point of walls
The space more intimate
With gravity shoveling air atop
Soon to be waterlogged
Having brought the fight home
Because the shores only know how to receive
Not their fault
But guests become hostile
Refuse to be clothed
Animals revoking license to kingdom-build
We use mastheads
Turn corners against themselves
Now outposts
The skins of trees no longer useful
They want different ink
The weight of which means more
When spilled
Or conserved
--
8.23.13
Evening Dispatch
Clean floors
Well past the point of walls
The space more intimate
With gravity shoveling air atop
Soon to be waterlogged
Having brought the fight home
Because the shores only know how to receive
Not their fault
But guests become hostile
Refuse to be clothed
Animals revoking license to kingdom-build
We use mastheads
Turn corners against themselves
Now outposts
The skins of trees no longer useful
They want different ink
The weight of which means more
When spilled
Or conserved
--
8.23.13
Evening Dispatch
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