Category Archives: Poetry

theory, ‘ is it? ‘ therein if its unrest from downtown to datumdatatowns today, tuesday & a week-end ‘ is it? ‘ now ‘ whatever ‘, so they say, & mother, may-eyed, willingly assents, ‘ that’s strange ‘

grammars’ eschatology, ‘ starts as censor ends in arsony, ‘ and yet, escarpments grapple or compel us to the sands, our enurnings, aul varieities over-riotous, the well-kin sum with spades & kitharas

several yrs the plains cut ‘thru ‘where’s the Barbary, man? where’s the atlas stand?’ ‘he’s reading labels, as he can,’ I said, once, ‘& tears them often off,’ loitering the hillslide

what sense the -escent stuff if I eschew as always & beyond ‘ escar- telee, ‘ I lay it there & I say, ‘ hearts for June & Julianne, ‘ & that I can

sue on the hills looks for lychnis, pennycress, & ran some off the road, I’d backup from flatland, kickstart in my hand, & haul ‘er out; ‘what’s a jack?’ I holler