Lost in Orange | Page 50

*   More  bench  than  stone   has  that  scent  from  ashes   made  with  wood,  painted  green       before  it  should  have  been   though  the  grass  you  stick  in  your  shoes   is  new  too,  knows  nothing     except  to  be  closer,  warmed   as  if  it  once  had  arms   is  picking  up  pieces     for  later  where  it’s  not  so  painful   to  sweat  by  dropping  things   in  the  dark  and  softer.                                         50