Santa Fe, New Mexico
September, 2019
the shoulders
she knew you
were staring
at her shoulders
chambered metal tentacled mortal quest
the sloped fist
taloned vest
costumes and rages
hold tight face
against the stern rain
search for the fix
rolling SAMSARA
triangle
faith points mellowed
tan lines straplines
on the morning skin
it reduces in size
grows
as waves swallow
the beach
