You could have a big dipper   

Above the Roots by John P. Maurer




With fewer trees

There will be fewer Buddhas

With fewer falls

We will never scrape our knees

Cannot get back on the horse

Turned it to glue

Porcelain planets

Can break a thousand times

But never be pasted back together

All these beads of sweat

Do not string into a necklace

That I find flattering

For those who enjoy

Sweater weather,

Your local deli

May have a walk-in freezer


John Maurer is a 26-year-old writer from Pittsburgh that writes fiction, poetry, and everything in-between, but his work always strives to portray that what is true is beautiful. He has been previously published in Claudius Speaks, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, Thought Catalog, and more than fifty others. @JohnPMaurer

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