a walk around the world

31 May

I think it was windy friday.
or it looked windy.
the green hair of trees was pink floyd wavy.
i stared at a patio on barclay street
there was a stand alone tinkertoy fixture with
dozens of socks hanging out to dry.
big dress shoe socks.
little white socks.
socks with yellow flowers
i couldn’t see all the science going on,
so i thought of it as a heavenly shrine
working with the world
absorbing the tracks and wretch and releasing it to the wind;
dust off our minds.

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