Monthly Archives: December 2012

smallest of rapid rail long legs in wetlands, feral as cat tails, spatterware campfires, the embers of October, & jackfish moodily blue in a bay moon

& envelop as kist treasuries in gilt remembrance our freedom

some of us know there are zombies in the stratosphere, re-animate microbes, kicked-ups of dust & amok volcanoes, our tear-down debris & displaced urbanity, sum of our wars, the frictive race of cattle-cars & wide highways, so the book reads, despite gravity what time awing as zombistrat recombinants, ‘tho new-mooned column’d flotillas freefall all thatContinue reading “Cooper’s Parasol”

the hum in front of core text, too early I tell ya maulin’ up marl & clay for a mall in a crowd, I’m losin’ you, only to find a model of the alamo, ‘tho all I look to a lone star, for 3 hours, my car… this year’s

I think I’ll tell a head of time not a macular general with an eye patch already in locus studio