Flux Is Us

Numbness perseverates arms and the ban on lifespan. 

Prolonged perpetuity redundant as a stare cases the joint. 

Anointing frivolity with viral force to smear tossed acrostics 

over one shoulder strap at a time. Allow me 

to weigh you aloud, Patsy, a tempo with fortified

relatable indulgence. As party favors lollygag us 

with a Zoom broom. Sweeping heat rash rues

awake time constant as fur. Who plants the color 

on the overcoat of sparse particulars 

that fall into the woodlands rarely seen. 

One might visit the garden if one could be certain 

not to repeat the annual drop and smash 

of the newish smart phone endowed with spurts of

alerts.