Kerri Shying # 4 following Magdalena Ball #14 In which the fractal of divinity after Michele Seminara #2 - ‘Disperse’
I’m pinching broken
slates from the desecrated roof
of the old place down
the road I know your dog the neighbour
says her grand
daughter found him on one of
his many
jaunts visits her Chihuahua there’s no standing under shade
right now round here all talking done in sunlight
we accompany ourselves by slapping at flesh
the clock is on every conversation she says
it isn’t theft she watched them
throwing the
century of labour off the roof smashed
like the plates at a Greek wedding but without
the joy she helps me load them up she
slaps my arm goodbye
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