The Lox Poem by Heidi Lynn Staples

The Lox



and of your cream-cheese of the street's breeze
Something about parks
how you paid owned the water, paid
owned a stone in the water,
An animal is owing and the hill
and the smell off that particulate's mirth
owed to you
how wealthy you are

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