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Monday, April 2

misipi

the eagles wheel before the cart
sundog auspice starts
forget lunch whisky christians
bathe the bow and the flow
tongues too lest we go down
ballast stowed and rowed
under a shadow of pelicans

jurassic moon luster of aluminum
shell floating still so well
heeling on beaver cache stacks
even on river bars mud drunk
silent as the fire lasts

the roar of the crowd

mid flight a diamond
looks like any other
baseball leather hemispheres
stitched polygon clefts appear

Sunday, April 1

interminable

one month among many
weeks spent bending knees
by the lake as the great waves
water in against the wind
west to east lifts these trapezius

ginger and garlic such garlands
from a hand to a tongue
working over crumbs
hunger and biting dice

sums spent thinking on ice
hinges going back to ways
weak new clear forces
pulling and pushing all the same


Sunday, March 25

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

Saturday, March 24

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

Sunday, March 18

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

Saturday, March 10

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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