central avenue
Like trying to take a new lover When you still feel Nebraska on your edges A knot Loosening Like a pear in the old bowl Ripe enough to eat Let it rot Suffer its decay It’s your forte or something that tastes the same Like trying to write your book of poems Trying to forget all of your poems Trying to write more of your peculiar poems Trying to consume less Move your limbs in sensational ways Look up Look up Look up
