with the wind banging
the tatters of plastic
left on wooden frames
I bury the dead
under sage
we make ghouls outta every dam thing
when we need too
trip on pumice
raised beds
and curse the slam jamming
door of chicken coop shed thing
I dont want to make my Jade plant a widow
but im gonna get naked outside with beer
give her water when she wants it
so she can
photo
photo
synthesis
Left em in the rain together to watch
the storm touch moon
and I interacting
with all three
cant tell the difference between
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