The old lose it.

Landscape

That wish to please
is stripped
to show

the knots
and lines
beneath.

The seamy
mothballs
in their beating hearts

revolve like crumbs
inside
their open maw,

in supermarkets
intestine rebelling,
and everything drooping

like swans off-course,
but 9 miles
underground.

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