STRETCH

Shucking out on a long ol’ spoon handle,

rusted heading indirect to home

 

(racked with relentless anxiety like california wildfire yet no do gooder saving my soul)  

 

all flat,

then slack,

then back to the track again,

knead my knees to seat like wet dough

 

- stretch -

 

hot white rising under oven of the sun,

centre of solar system yet central to none,

SO i stick out thumb and let them know I’m here and single,

no never ready to mingle just linger ALONE instead,

already almost always altogether DEAD.

 

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GIF is a composite of 35mm BW Images shot at ISo 3200.