poem: extensions, torqued

loganbrightworks poems 2019-10-092019-10-08

extensions, torqued
comprehensions, wards
just outside my front door
(it’s all pavement no more)
and the rich
all get rich
just the same

Published 2019-10-092019-10-08

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