Century

// Dustin Junkert

Before you leave you wave to the life I’ve led
the streetlights blow upward
       already greater than happiness here you are
seeking it

A space-worthiness to this weather
and that’s all
who could meditate on something thoroughly

The red frost is aware of the kingdom
rounding down
bees busy with their advanced math

Where whole devoted memories slunk by
beside bluebells in cold soil
       desire for shapes continues