That kind of sepia cloak. Stagnation. Gold hanging heavy in the air, and Slickening skin with nacreous beads Which pool, run down their navels, Their four sets of shoes forsaken, On the lakeside with the rest of their kit. Grecian repose. Cyanotype linen Lapping at dock pilings and loose limbs. Part bulrush to watch their dozing To the cicada’s beseeching croons, Chests heaving great suspires- So many sandbags settling, Yet, the gamy foreman rouses. Sits up. Lucky strike in his cracked lips. Charcoals his lily-white, billows like
Noonday Heat
Noonday Heat
Noonday Heat
That kind of sepia cloak. Stagnation. Gold hanging heavy in the air, and Slickening skin with nacreous beads Which pool, run down their navels, Their four sets of shoes forsaken, On the lakeside with the rest of their kit. Grecian repose. Cyanotype linen Lapping at dock pilings and loose limbs. Part bulrush to watch their dozing To the cicada’s beseeching croons, Chests heaving great suspires- So many sandbags settling, Yet, the gamy foreman rouses. Sits up. Lucky strike in his cracked lips. Charcoals his lily-white, billows like