...................................the unpossessed
.................................................writhing in the cucumber
.................................................of corollary pain
.................................................like sunlight
.................................................kept for a wintry day
.................................................in a book
.................................................on the children’s shelf
.................................................in a library
.................................................of corollary pain
.................................................like sunlight
.................................................kept for a wintry day
.................................................in a book
.................................................on the children’s shelf
.................................................in a library
autel
factures expressively spoken
spark further discourse
written down in hands
at the ready
slighted down the years
like ears of corn
oxen tread down
throughly sated
it can’t be just
the one thing
jellied
for no scones
the English breakfast thyme
and Sinclair paints
in the garden shed we wonder
if that is all anything does that
excuse
my dust
the road she’s the one
in the sun
the dusty old oak
leaves it behind
in the sun
the dusty old oak
leaves it behind
the rosy odors
evaporated
in Rodin's workshop
the little weak-kneed figurine
on the bandstand the palette knife
wheels and turns
the breastplates of Walküren
the figures of Archimedes
et voilà the chicken is soup
on the bandstand the palette knife
wheels and turns
the breastplates of Walküren
the figures of Archimedes
et voilà the chicken is soup
I have a man made
it will have to love me
no better than a shit in a snowstorm
but it’s a start
the grand patineurs on the ice
axe me with a new siphon
framboise and chocolates
do you Terry and Cherry
I do
