White No Sugar

Steps touch stone. Early morning
death wakes me up to get ready.
Gentle fingers. Perfect teeth.

The desert looks the same, I think,

and swallow a full cup of cement.

One thought on “White No Sugar”

  1. I was happy and high w/ yr words until the last line
    I’m not sure of what you were after
    I’m ignorant but enthusiastic trying to follow close behind
    You write well & downturn

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