to tear Lhasa down
for a tourist trap aside
a displacement camp
can attract a crowd
two per ticket one way route
are a premium
plus is a relic
break it yourself to buy it
# stamp’d in red
Poetry
to tear Lhasa down
for a tourist trap aside
a displacement camp
can attract a crowd
two per ticket one way route
are a premium
plus is a relic
break it yourself to buy it
# stamp’d in red
small eternities
under consideration
note such is awhile
route 9’s two u-turns
till a hill or moor appear
even then unto
seventh increment
either side a bluer view
take a left once to
an old dog summer
soda foams a bottle mouth
how to hydroplane
no rain alleyways
neighbors kick a clangor run
as a ruckus can
gangways a tangle
a standstill a gangly cop
two shots angry spot
as could also look
for mo a mohair sofa
who here is now when
is a maroon rug
did appear the nap into
difference red knee
mama’d whisper to
higher on a shoulder pad
mop in hand two are
the gentle oxen
let go wagon yoke depart
north of a seed field
no farmer began
no harrow no hoe nor whom
belong o’er a flood foothill
what time a carbine
above barter for a box
from the keeling curved