This poem is the result of a morning experiment with the random connections between things, and also framing.
Stumble Frames
Spider legs
twitch and dangle
The reds gone
exit music for a
fulfilled wish
photo gallery
of random, unrelated images
parking shell, billboard eyes
paper unearthed, a canvass of
wall
Ghosts in the cafe
A hand abandoned in the middle of the road
Inuit mythology
opens the door to snow
vampires escape from grid world
and bite the apple of cities
curvature of wines
clothes with no limbs or body
empty clothes
like time lapse photography
when she flew in the window
she braced her arms against her legs
to dodge the taxman
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