Secret Ingredients
Disgust
a great bald eagle-
I’m forced to watch her greatness
fly on broken wings
–
a woodland pond-
the still water
brackish
Damage
another black cloud-
rain runs down my iron skin
leaving trails of rust
–
acid rain-
too much life
etched in my face
Dawn
long distance sunrise-
my rig nestled in the grooves
in the center lane
–
marshmallow clouds-
the rising sun
a campfire
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