Two rusted pennies by the
Riverside Park
Fountain.
Sunsink so deep
red, the clouds
combusting like God's
wednesday night heart
burn.
Sky is aflame. My wishes
materialize into Armaggeddon,
too soon to leave,
besides,
the trees are beginning
to unwrinkle.
Catch my spray
when i dive, will you?
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