eight limbs lower so small and afraid,

a two limbed child chases your dance,

dragging their feet and fate to you,

but your step to a web is slow,

to small to catch the beat of their murder,

might they show mercy and turn it down?

for you to dance in silence.

[2020]

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Perfection, a leaf stemmed

the art that bore a false familiar,

on that eager tree, tokens

fall like confetti birds swooping

cawing the monologues loud,

low down that traced path moves

with every step it scrapes feet

orchestrating flaws like song,

above nature watches deeply

depicting renditions

in their crumpled mass, all rust

falling so fast from branches

touch...

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