Saturday, March 4, 2017

Poem XXII: Erasable bond

sail on silver bear erasable bond

no rubbing out is free
the shreddings
the objectless debris of our erasure
fall into the strange and complicated works
creating mechanical compromises
gumming up the apparatus
and thwarting our desires

i know the company's address
it's in Atlanta
but that information now
means nothing

sail on silver bear





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