I see a ****** of crows
parting the sky with
a ********** V
it hawks and blecks
down as if to say
good afternoon
to the child wheeling
across federal
on her
pink bicycle—
a travel
that rots and witches
the sweet, grey air
sailing into clouds
of pounding tide—
jewels
colorless
and divorced
drifting
across the
blue-domed
pearl of
missing you
Nov 27, 2017
Nov 27, 2017 at 5:58 PM UTC
I see a ****** of crows
parting the sky with
a ********** V
it hawks and blecks
down as if to say
good afternoon
to the child wheeling
across federal
on her
pink bicycle—
a travel
that rots and witches
the sweet, grey air
sailing into clouds
of pounding tide—
jewels
colorless
and divorced
drifting
across the
blue-domed
pearl of
missing you
