Mike Farahay

(Seaman, Ohio, USA)

The Flower More

The tree fell and green sounds cracked round to hear
sharp, steel teeth chewing amber grain to pulp-
red, oiled, chain-saws angry screams drown-out MORE. Soft MORES run to shuffle tumbling static-
dry fabric generating energies.
Flesh flies sparks 'tween wooden headboards MORE. Picks swing arcs, shovels scoop, as giant bits
bite black rock so paper wrapped, soft powders,
buried to hole's bottom, can blow it all
to Sodom's end and expose treasure MORE. Without billowing smoke a

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