the curb circumscribes
the pavement abuts an
alloyed frame &
the
glass with see-through tint;
the glass was on a beach
was mined...
was a hole in the ground,
was close
to a shrub
once
a succulent.
a small blue flag succumbs
to scalding UV, scrambling
polymeric chains: they dance
till heat death; scabbing,
cloud-concrete crumbling;
paint on fire,
lungs in manganese smoke,
i remember
the ceramic on the minefield.
✿ 2020 steven chen
references:
(1) CAConrad. (SOMA)TIC POETRY EXERCISES*. 2009.
*conducted at front of local Bank of America
/january 2020