Rusted Moth | JD DeHart - Read Poetry Online by Talented Contemporary Poets

Rusted Moth | JD DeHart

I would live
as a machine, if the
small fluttering creature
could creak
I could surrender
to a mechanism
if the powder spread
on the wall
was synthesized
I would recognize
a uniform order
if the wings were
a kind of metal.

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