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Saturday, March 12

concomitant

walls roof

angles intersect
jupiter angels
lilly pads
honey bees
butter nut
maple leaf
tree sap
sugar  please

Wednesday, March 9

flexor retinaculum

pain is an illustration
of the games we played
the gains we may had made
but lost along the way
the tissues strained laid out
and fissures splayed
pain is an illumination a grade

Friday, March 4

a pair of couplets

on that train headed west
sun breaks the horizon
seen the world two times now
but keep on traveling
the echoes of an era burn
so hills the moon keeps trim
of those and tides roll in
and the land starts sinking

some folks just dont know
what it is theyre missin
starting every day
without ever livin
you could say we got here by takin not givin
mouts speack out each day
without sayin nothin

the secret of life
aint worth findin
false prophets
in need of remindin

three tercets


oliver cromwell
olivia surveyeor
cornelius vunderbuilt
live in a
horse barn
together
and frog
lost every evening
a note arrived .

everything II
ever heard
scares
away
another

oh look
I'm known
to a cat
in fact

suffrage us

hearts in the
rocks of earth
near a connection
in the hot center and us
on the cold surface

nice threads

lines separate
in my dissapointing
coat turning victim
to dissolute
times of the lie

Saturday, February 27

blue stationary

nothing but blue
stationary
flows down the drain

no title

wont let go

a jump

so in.first of all, is it
a snake
or a stick
Next?
it seems to be a little
bit of both
buoyed on
by the hopes
of appearing less a
stick
and more a
snake

2008

I would want
to be, where fore
a tree,
one of this spot
tree fanned by
we breezes
waving
at
waves
crossing the bay

half of the crossing
crisscross

Friday, February 26

happy new year

january has many a cassowary 
february has a hairy bear
march has a poplar start
april has a windowsill
may has a way
june has a river moon
july has functions piecewise
august has just enough
september has time forever
october has eaten the leftovers
november has never ever
december has timbre