decimals

awful isn it
to read a micrometers limit
the threads finite
measure a finish
with that lurid flourish
given to digits

uncertainty has a place and withinit
paces athwart insignificant

among the karst

burnt by the sun
a moment too soon
to leave one shirt on

the cactus lattice
left skeletons attics
asks for bees static
clots of rocks
trips on knots
a bird a thought
a few a lot

visions_versions_eote

lasts summers garlic
lobes summed from
the some one others formula
are all
eaten best before
the next batch
of winter stores
and all
gone a sizzle
pan absent fissile
lists of spaghetti etcetera
staple dreams feed hunger
am all
patience is a garden

visions_versions_sbeb

hands burn through
holding onto edges
the river crystals
ribs steaming out
silence vigils
limbs halo
moon hollow

sight blood spots
stops in blind ice
compressive stresses
break continents spilling
phalanx of perch
narrow lines
scales weighed
bay to bay

visions_versions_p

flames keep us
occupied
alive
calendars turn torch
open water blessings
ice cold next to nothing

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in the gulf of granite
a round of golf six holes
the rough deep as the water
standing tree tall tee ball
the sun sets orange slice damnit
 

by any name

rump of racoon moon
yellow tooth moon
yukon gold moon
half dug potato moon
many on the river wind moon
no hurry in heaven moon
carps and the snails moon
moths flowers dews moon
light enough just
to tip the fish scale moon

stove in

besides us who
in this house is hot enough
to take skin off blood
not couch not chair
not chair not chair
not chair not chair
not chair nor table
alive but they could
wouldnt couldnt they
potential is
to go on pretending
and betting on never ending
is to say that some thing
that icarus said
the skys the limit
a waxing moon minutes
lets the golf game go on
longer next innings

visions_versions_s9

to when
all eyes err at thirty
diagram arms dense yard spread
north air taxes on interests
plus three mercury
standing to see the stove pipe breathe
while robins belie belief
a decent flight in
before nights descent

circuits_versions_8

have one
have some
knuckles plenty
chords struck
intervals evenly
boards cut
black radii
burnt by
sun loci
focus so i

audits_versions_m1

past midnight brass
pine timber within
a burnished flame
as all bugles
sound from miles away

visions_version_c0

the robber wind
whips up spray
leans trees
dreams of heat
speaks down the chimney
looks for salient flames
drafts chilblains and many other names