essay 349
it’s obviously a note held across several iron bars
or
then the hammering stops on the fifth floor a new life
yawning at the stitching . . post-now in which, who you are
slides down a well, or to do
good is the plain wailing
a devious core exception
a trance that wakes itself up
keep going, a new trial is the fiction
plunked right down in the middle of a field
open to
a potentiality anti-market ... keep
near flow lynch pin all
eyes are focused i’ve seen as a song form the
start of a blue and green rain patter patterning
things
create meaning . . . a lot of it
and so, a grow
an amper’s and
after an amp (... you tayshun!
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