Century
// Dustin Junkert
Before you leave you wave to the life I’ve led
the streetlights blow upward
already greater than happiness here you are
seeking it
A space-worthiness to this weather
and that’s all
who could meditate on something thoroughly
The red frost is aware of the kingdom
rounding down
bees busy with their advanced math
Where whole devoted memories slunk by
beside bluebells in cold soil
desire for shapes continues