craft is a balance between sharpening the knife /
and tamping the urge to thrust at random /
preferably up a down escalator /
shredding gift bags and beverage containers at the mouth /
lost the thread of the export there /
landed on an unclaimed planet few tourists plan for /
one letter after another until the plot is claimed /
figurative survey stakes raised just enough to trip over /
that’s what keeps the bubble over the head /
shaved rage hammering at the alphabet /
building a fresh unoccupied division daily /
zero units sold and counting, always burning through /
the blinding city on my hill
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