The Poorest Brahmin

"He's the poorest Brahmin you've ever seen."

The Fig tree
in the wind
a million leaves
shimmer

"He's the poorest Brahmin you've ever seen."

a multifaceted
synergy:
office parks
on fire

"He's the poorest Brahmin you've ever seen."

the thunderstorm track
in the produce aisle
with the hourly misting
strobe lighting, too

"He's the poorest Brahmin you've ever seen."

the lunch, broken
This is my Body
the cooler, broken
This is my Blood

"He's the poorest Brahmin you've ever seen."