Rotting Vegetable in the Fruit Belt

Mind adrift

Visionary waves so vast

Confined to small spaces

Like watching clouds crawl

Across the sky

Through a broken mirror lying

Against an aging fence

In the city’s eastside

Moment to moment

A glimpse of radiance rolls in

And out of neglected landscapes

And dreams deceived

 

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