Racoons in the alley
swatting knats in the
Nashville light pollution
and I'm moved to a creation
myth
it's about a boy turned tortoise
and when he rested; the cosmic
river swelled and Jones'd for
the easiest path,
a demiurgic TVA
drawn toward a three-star
moment
of triumph over a stagnation
so characteristic of the Devil -
the great agitator!
The great I Can't.
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