Lead the way

ice the knees of a nation needs

a temperature drop kindly

boiling the cooked modes of a plot

agreement paves the way for manipulation

and earthquakes pave the loss of honorable mention

hugs collected in bowls and sold

for next to nothing

right next to it and as a matter of fact

more expensive than the cost of a quiet

quilt held by the stars

no cosmos bar the entry of all that was

meant to be

as we search for signs some search for the

materials that are to be found

grooves that time the revolution

soothes that sound as if the world had exploded

not into a snack caramel coated

but a steaming pile of restoration

beholden

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