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Webs of Strangers

“Write about strangers.”


Every bracket of flesh on this landmark
that we call Earth, is stranger once.

 

In every trail there is a passerby,
a clear pity on the roads.
We strut our burdens together,
in a miser’s maze of conflict
and heart’s lost verse.

 

We are the stones in the creek,
a lost collection seeking investment.
We cuddle our webbing fates,
binding our rattling fiction
into one pool of strange togetherness.