Saturday, June 7, 2025

Fray

Drones fogging your airs
Can sound, like brownian motion
Or soft breezes or running machines
Lie here in the blank state

Some number of times later
Whatever will become of it
May be something you call:
Plaque, Solicitor, Recurrent Filth

For now. walk pupils averse
Title it as falsehoods unknown
Or—truth inconceivable
Nonetheless, "sad"