Jessica Lee Richardson

Song for Someone Not Named You


the clear grace
 
of arrogance
 
crowning itself in
 
a white paned box


digging the sand
 
for chocolate coins
 
I photobombed
 
a church picture


you left a latter
 
in your lookout
 
balanced a rock
 
on a skeletal square


your thorns rest on
 
a rubbed off gleam
 
where the sky is lambs
 
and the ground is mint


I thank you
 
for teaching me
 
to never put my arm
 
in an arm sized hole



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