unnecessarynesslesses

push then
pushpush

history aims an attack
punching out star shapes --
my ticker

slung splat against
the far white wall

engulf regularly
in our
hoofboil rust reduction

halted on these flats
cupping each other's faces
in the circle pan

we were model sheetghosts
for sure

when was that
when did that day
happen

like glory

it could only be
devoured in shards

wrung sockets dry
                                 at least

had to keep warm --
didn't