Category Archives: Poetry

perhaps it is red a camel far from Egypt Clio’s patrician   once on a blue rug the scroll of a fringe selah an asperity   a fate a tatter what mystery hidden an hyacinth sea

from a riverbed no water only wheels rode watch out one time when   lookout crick a neck noose or lasso cast a net drop it ore nugget   drag it still restive a rest-up but no spittoon low blue bottle barr’d

how to keep a pen- guin in a cloister aisle still ask him that yourself   we cant a loud speech searching through a neigh-borne wood nothing is more good   that you nowhere hear infinite a minimal four dozen minnows

I put the billy goat bubbl’d in a washtub when I sleep he slips   one time clipping by inextricable shall do in a picket fence   call him Butterhead that way he is on the loose in the Pyrenees

strange as vindictive changes to vindication just as passing through   no don’t bother me whereas negativity theirs more possible   as a cartload lode on a rigid road may loose for a pickup crew