Geocidal 

I tap the edge of the granite counter.
Somewhere concrete poured in.
The quarry was cornered.
Choo choo trains were ridden to end of lines.
I tossed salacious incendiaries like
drilling hardline worries
i.e., porcelain blemished
with salt water stains,
i.e., sagging ledges,
a broken water main.


Did you know
you can turn a dead-and-gone loved one
into a gem?
Polish me pretty!
You used to pay in
funeral fees
now
it’s only $49.99
plus shipping.
Forget me not!
You can wear it around
your neck.
The dignity.







Photo by Joshua Fuller on Unsplash




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