Cowbells Cobwebs and Cobblestones
Lustrous Blades
Veils swelling emptily
Applegate
Your legs and their elongated shadows
As the light of dawn inundates
Undulates umbilically
Along
As pain you can’t be trained for
Impairs every pattern
And prayers enter
Any development takes a path
And spans centuries
Of undetected states
That is
Yet
Not the very end