create(d) wreckage
I.
The street runs parallel to my porch
an unbalanced beam in white lattice.
Under the front stairs the shadows
are tapestries by mid afternoon on the sand
and wood chips.
II.
I
am learning how to combat you in daylight
so when evening
fractures my skin in night
I will not come unhinged.
III.
I will not
splinter into fragments
onto which the mid afternoon can so easily
make tapestries of me.
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