This is what I sound like when uninspired

4/10/2023

What are we to do?
Con/Jur/d, 4/10/2023

Confronted  by a midden pile
in the cemetery, Spring wrapped
around our throat and heart, squeezing
who was the old man lifting weights in 
the gym, he followed my every motion
as the trainer said, “Slower, slower
Still” plastic angels, faded plastic
roses, fallen branches burdened
by lichen, while all around
abo…