;;'eal

cornish ham.
what is that?
corning glass.
how early is this morning?

outside giant and shiny stacks
are standing
miraculous and unsupported
and doing nothing for me.

Just to let you know;
the sun (sic) does not
peep over the top
at try to kill the conical cells of photoreceptors
any more than the pigions still clap
in a cheap immitation of gross drum beats,
dig?
gross drum beats? dig?

the cranks are wobbling
and my nerves are fluctuating
with the thermal expansion coefficients impossible to account for all of the time
so then it is pray
that the bracket dont stove in