Recycle

fkoshk

cement warms to the sun,

and a dog yelps in pain.

tiling feverishly,

a single worker burned into steam, 

evaporating in convectional cycles,

 

a desire tolled between rhythm;

Word by soul, Relief by wish.

  • Author: fkoshk (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 8th, 2023 02:24
  • Comment from author about the poem: A title like 'Recycled' gives it finality. So the title is now 'Recycle'.
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 5


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