I'm inconsolable with Jazz
a time of haunted notes
my body wants to
be wrung out
the tears would come
if only I was
alone
driving home from the bottoms
the story of the ravenous trash eating bush
it's a vortex of refuse
watch it sway
a slow motion furry green and shadowy monster
see how that driver
threw his trash in its
wavy vacuum mouth
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