wet softness
that by does

(
            arching

upon

             arching
(

lean into of

leaning,


suppose a wen.


that of hurried ugly millions lurch
on lurching bodies of tired always to be,
courses with new old obscureness of
brusque hideous hope. that hope
of to be not always tired of being–

to find some seed, some
new rind of dazzzling health
in unliving mounds of hurt asphalt.