murder. in the park

The oil pure olive
swans there were seven
a mountain inverted
erased from the sky

an brownout electric
fashion show in the dark
the sound of high heels
a girl in the park

they might find her body
wrapped up in a vine
her starbucks
cold brown paper cuff
on the ground

the oil
pure olive
no breath and no
sound

the swans glide in sevens
across the old duck pond
beleagured the webbing
half mast with the flag

a shadowy figure
amorphous at best
inverts like a mountain
erased with the
sun

from the sky
having set
in the west

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