Instead Poem by Rae Armantrout
Instead
1
To each his own
severance package.
The Inca
hacked large stones
into the shapes of
nearby peaks.
2
The eerie thing
is that ghosts don't exist.
Rows
of clear droplets
hang from stripped twigs
instead.
3
Pain brings attention
to herself.
Spine on Fire!
Trail Blazer!
(Thinks she's hot.)
Out here
slim trunks bend
every which
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5/10/2024 8:37:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Rows of clear droplets hang from stripped twigs give brilliant perception of learning. You have wisely penned this series of tiny poems. ..10