Poet X : a treatise re: verse(d)

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 wellor 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
create meaning  . . . a lot of it

and so,  a grow
an amper’s and
after an amp (... you tayshun!

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