manifold crests
feathers raised artful banners
makeshift the mind
see through the smoke and dust
dad’s argyle scale catfish
mounted in the living room
humans swam the sea
living at the boundary hearty supply
grateful easy efforts
left the car at tide out
tide in the flip writing verse watching
in the shade from the afternoon sun
he begs you don’t cheat yourself
but you make the careful decision
to stay as you are fearing
if it doesn’t work out
there is nothing left for you
but his sword to fall on
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