Made Proud


a lake will never belong to me.
The pigeons swelling; hello

this was washed along with the jeans, but here. Have a mint
lean gatherers of beans, milkers

When you said “pulling my leg” what body
of water was I being led to

to believe in?
switch it off, as these journalists tend to ruin

finding the webs of others useful, shapely

pigeons alighting or not
informed by shrapnel wheeling on gurneys

your people, forever. But not your museums
Leaving is not coming to terms.


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