on wings of bruised jeans

20 May

broken bats aimed a telescope inward
and a telescope outward appeared
with 3 new fragments;

broken bats baseball
broken bats splinter-not really journalism
broken bats sound

the first stop is  broken bats sound
where a sort of song
made up of two previous poems is ready.

so as broken bats branches into four,
enjoy a raft of morph….

the dare us kids
spin dizzy till they drop
to earth
where eyes float like lottery balls;
connecting dots with another’s astronomy.

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