Backwards Tow
Our backsides don’t see the stars
the seeds of our eyes hypnotized
mesmerized suspenser
on the flapping sheet
etchings of a classic
flick moths flutter and cling
seeing shadows drawing ever nearer
on the grassy knoll
sunflower eyes expand
as the sea explodes
and Brody’s one hundredth pronouncement
stunned and slow backwards tow
“We’re gonna need a bigger boat…”
7/8/2019
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019
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