We can’t stay here/
in the septic mud forts/ their cynicism/
brutalist flanks/
crumbling ports/
for weapons/
Wait, is that blood/
is that your broken heart?/
Get out. Get out!/
flee/
find love like a wide, green river/
rushing/
easy, easy/
"Wear a flower in your hair"/
they used to say.
#poetry
about 1 year ago