on piedmont frontage

sometimes the world breaks
open, eco valley never reached
this place, behind the engine
of dominion, empty shelling,

makes a windy kind
of dwelling

for the rats who scurry
favor

oh, but Lord

the sky’s sure blue

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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