classification_systems

indivisible angles in winter
are
intricate anchors set in drifts
are
infinite angels integrating zeros to limits
are
inverse anhydrous blankets static
are
if and or but

lists_b4

swimming is the future
we ask to dip
slipping minutes by isn't it
blue blockers indoors
at lunch over teeth
patiently waiting with old habits
hands to hold time in check
mornings into after
soon
water rises and drops

lists_b3

kayaks and coyote calls
at the back of south bay
after miles of bushwacks
across wellesley aisles glacier tracks
to white oak limbs wide
between swamps tabernacles
pavilions peninsular rocks docks
boats to swimming stops
and pikes lost to lax knots
lots of thoughts on walks to dark spots
watching stars start and drop
arcs over halo tree tops

a galaxy of reasons radiating
indicating off north
depth compressed reflecting a surface flexing
too foreverly perpetually new

LOVELY AS THE RIVER MELTING
SNOW THROWN THROUGH

a_2

wind in fists
rain in droves
drives down leafs
gallore
paving the pavement
gold

constants

e- in doses mortals
find expensive

breakdown extended
lengths expended
moving orbitals

under over easy

in a rocking chair
the recline of stars
dinner is served
to thursday starved
a mans in a pan
idol spinach paper fish
open book on significant digits

ask the pine what goes

with green in january
with whistles wind obscene
with crystals protracted angels
with bristles combs of minerals
with boughs on heavenly synapse
with modulus springing back

A Perfect Tree
A Pine 

White Red Pitch
A Catch

then and them

pips and squeeks
drips and drops
snaps and taps
acids and classics
bases and wasteds
hypoids and noise
mesh and wrest

Nepidae

inches between mud banks
minutes pass by waterscorpion strides
legs kicking intending to be behind
what dies when currents dry
snout to signs of life
with metronome sides

Phalacrocoracidae

the cormorant lived a life of parables
barely able to struggle
against the fate of a natural
success story, the huddle
of servant birds made as if amicable
to the king, the cormorant bathed in black
the promotion of night in the face of day
they who resent the posture on a rock
or the tendency to sink beneath the waves
emerging effortless elsewhere
not the goose nor the duck
can fathom this approach to stuff