First night, fists on Ferdinand
open and close to the beat of a walk
every fourth Friday
a walk we're all welcome to.
The shop whose name begins
with M smells like incense, oils, lovely things
together their concerted olfactory
scream forces me to hold
my breath, my peace, my lips
closed, I step over, think I feel
salmon berries pressing their collected
elixer full and sacks—sacks of deepest
black of blackberries. Berries
can mean redemption berries—
I'm sorry berries taking over
the plantable area.Last time there were others—
some plants half way up
and three girls sharing
breasts in the bathroom.
bass
bass
sea bass
sleep
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