Wednesday, May 24, 2017


struggle to sustain: interest and
parties and blocks with lettering
that spells things like the names
of the future children who've al-
ready bowed, author their origami

which is prevalent in the stores,
books, and stones-- foreverhaired
girl who smiles the brilliant pun
leaning into the wind occasional-
ly putting her feet out the wind-

ow: how has this been so graceful
as to attract wild life, and what
are we going to do about quarter,
after the sun burns away the math
and we've naught to swim but sea;

oh yes, the grace is sufficient &
it kind of feels so different now
that we've got our fingers on the
pulse-- radical whitening shadows
that sing to you of numerology as

well as the thousand-yard stare &
tracing the jawline to stuff that
scarecrow full of straw, it scar-
red me: in languages as yet unde-
fined-- staying up all night man-

ic and depressive, blackened fact
with placebo rhythm to sharpen up
the nervous system and wring some
confession out of us, which is no
less than we deserve, truth told.

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