on our day off we walk the Pink Lake Trail
small load bearing stones on the muscles in need of expression
incomplete and somewhat unstable, I claim all errors as my own
I understand some things of decomposition
fold the page until it tears with ease

This poem is from the chapbook Regarding Renewal (above/ground press, 2012), a second above/ground press title by Anstee, released as part of above/ground press’ 19th anniversary celebrations this month.
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