one of ones

Jackknife inspired white
decadent cleansing effect washed down with antiperspirant.
Aluminum siding armpits
smell of summer days
but it’s the middle of winter now
The town is a city on top of a farm representing a nation
whose interests lie without boundaries

A constant motion feeding into monolithic
dialogues of kerosene fidelity too wet to bother to ask
for some light
too disintegrated into mud rubble to bother to ask to solidify.

Meandering line, where do you point?
Your pathways loom above the ground and turn to fog.
The grass if growing downward towards epicenters
fighting to be the one of ones.

Simplicity is dehydrated into a gelatinous tub
placed within a freezer for another hotter time.
No allegations stand without a mouth to lean upon
so the immanent melts back into categories encased in plasticity.

Its dirt cleaning dirt in
a fight for supremacy.
The one of ones rains in to reign outside of the fragile enclavesof human traces.