Based on Gus Eagleton’s ‘Exhale/Inhale’.
Started 2:34pm. My dorm. Ended: 11:46pm.
Borders are like bike-locked beaks
screeching for a key in suffocating song.
in plastic planters
spotting images of fading sequoias
to loose-leafed papers
that capture catfish gliding
in a travel-sized ocean.
on the landing
and the branding
of a cold sweat.
And paint on the planks where
the city flashes in lights.