Inauthentic objects produced by machines.
This solves the drowning question.
Hotel bedsheets smell like trees.
An authentic experience.
Vultures oscillate over Philly.
All signs are permanent.
Even destroyed words.
Steel structures belie glass.
The Free Library captures homeless
geniuses. There’s a labyrinth beneath
the Parkway claiming bodies of enslaved saints.
Still, no one
knows his identity.
Sadness can reside
inside inanimate objects.
Existence doesn’t always