in response to an Instagram clip by Janet Lees (janetlees2.0)
we meet ourselves between
two thrown stones
how can ripples not reach
the edge of each other
a mirror dancing with itself
grows boneless flesh
translucent skin meant
for an angel of onions
how can ramification not lead
to a kind of godhead
dwelling in absurdity
like the invasive species we are
a tree-of-heaven nursing
its litter of lanternflies
we become monumental
in our blind trust
rust blooming
in the rain
oh holy ghost pipe
let creation somehow survive us
one-flowered
cancer root
let our names break down
into a tilth
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