Ballistic Nylon Sonnet Poem by Andrew Zawacki

Ballistic Nylon Sonnet



Squall through the safsaf willow
Is why the tree is
Dodge dark, burn bright the
Anthracite air, arthritic
Branch : sine wave &
What's there
I have dreams & you're
In them
At hyperfocal distance the leaves :
1050 denier double weave
No thing ever in
My arms will ever break
- It's snowing
- What is it

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