6.12.10

ECOVOX


Guiding radio signals
gather tribal offspring

emboldened of sinew
to conjure a sorrowful

hostility, ennervating
the wretched.



Inimical miseries
bodily maintain

barren graves, while
lasting searches

wander in circles,
breathing steam in

from coteries scraped off
the grounds of complaint.



A small, deceptive
exhalation implores

a quarrelsome lament,
having dwelt astray

of the riderless noise,
the carrier of vapors.





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