essay 356
(sociological prosody 1)
variance is
as a
surprised position
linking into
hurtling over rooftops
a moment racked thru dawn
that’s
what an archeopoet, digs up
a wronged row of bits of tagline specify
how to
leap
in media’s rays
versification grows informal
in the west-turned world or anywhere
based on a particular quality of dumb meter
which gets read
before you receive yr bill
anxiety spells the trigger
an ordinary working joe in an alley in Indiana
has the same focus as melded grammatical dactyls at the end
of a sonnet
inside every
database are approximately
1,360,000 lyrics,
blistered by the passwords
that keep them
secure (that is, secret)
(that is, unread)
news doesn’t
stay news it
shivers in the
old, the cold old
explanations about the subject
accelerated cyberattacks
hiring is in a gloom
after the collapse of the poetry job market
before getting scrambled by listening,
before
spilling ink w thought-like symptoms
there’s
just blank verse
w
nothing encoded in its trembling’
abrupt
& conversational
stanzas placed in the middle of the workday
are another way for traders to seek safer investments,
glowing back behind lists
and other textual artifacts
of
course stanzaic plowing means
criss-crossing syntactical organization
& so you need to make reference to every hour
in an afternoon
by checking w the editor
of the compilation—
(he has it all on post-it notes
stuck to
the back of the latest digital redaction
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