Blunt Edges

he didn't say, but i heard him just as well.

the subtle poisons. the stubborn physics. of loose science and eager skin.

she spent her distance like winnings. a disparate wager in a fading game of chess.

a blizzard of pawns. a summer of kings.

she closed her eyes. let the road find her. a feast of flesh. the slush of sober making everything weighted.

there would always be weather.  the repetitions of thieves. the soil of ink. the gloat of the pages. as we continue to encounter the limitations of language.

the vertical. the curious labor of carelessness and gravity. a simple chase. a complex quarry.