c nn
i e
an m
why
scare
me ‘tho
it’s only
coal it’s
awful
cold
who said
that
once
may
saith
twice
Poetry
c nn
i e
an m
why
scare
me ‘tho
it’s only
coal it’s
awful
cold
who said
that
once
may
saith
twice
dna
I
cannot
say a
strand
again
that floe
again
or Sue
who’s
still
upon
the hill
altho
she has
a hoodie
yn
if IT
off in –
to space —
dinner’s
eight —
seven —
time –
‘we’re not
late’
fn
the meter’s
stuck in
traffic to
Miss Julie,
the backend’s
pack’d with
cigarettes &
bags of cats
unruly,
take off
your shoes —
let’s hoof it —
& text
Act II to
Souza
I’m promise to the promise of
the yonder man as long ago
I found him, if near or far,
I understand — he is that man,
he knows the song, he’ll tune it gold
the ruins of, the builder of
the road thereon — there is a man