Premonition, paper collage, 2022
the heart is an ideal
a solitaire of apron strings
the morning chorus
is a yellow jacket
without rain
a goldfish
a solipsism of staircases
finite, until proven otherwise
all the necessary people
ask themselves
if a radio without hands
is as surreal as a pocket knife
if the antidote to sunshine
isn't more sunshine
in a pan
if their happiness
like the emptiness in their pockets
is real
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