Just Saying

What might be said

to disport itself

along the cinderblock

in leaves.


               *

What I write

I write instead

of ivy.


               *

Green snouts

in evidence or—

more

to the point—

insolent

and tense.


               *

What might be said

to writhe

professionally

as the days

nod and wink.



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