high vis glitter and rube
goldberg rain
I’ll admit to sometimes
being hot for the wrong
orchestra silent confirmation
of broom forkmoss silent
confirmation of marsh
marigold a killdeer
metamorphosizes to complain
over our lackluster
skillset the violets really
piling up meanwhile
the bark adopts
all my palms
for resonance this unregistered
vehicle recollects
cordyceps this
unregistered
vehicle reclaims gold

love this and I am always always hot / for the wrong orchestra. brilliance.