MOVING

The language of fresh cottons snaps

into twisting curves

testing the soul

of sturdy fabrics streaming out

with flag blown hysteria.

 

A small wooden pin secures without injury

preventing the chaos from escaping

into disfigurement

on the ground.

 

Cotton favor merges under blue skies

and easterly winds

striking a beat

as the earth keeps

moving.

 

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