Leonard Gontarek

Study / Pond

Blacktop shines.

Mystery is overrated.


I fuse to what I see, lord.

Fear eats a plain doughnut.

The field shorts out, lord.

The undersides of leaves are lit & wet.

Meditation is given over to ants & myth.

We swam & screwed & swam

& smelled like water, afterward, lord.


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