it’s a bit nippy out there lyric umber

blinkered, & running the race

all the way thru the odd the raked over the mind, sluice,  mere sum

then un-adding back;   as amber unlit

evasionless, mind’s eye,

ill wind that blows over linkage even if

you can type all that,

lacking a daisy-call

not that you punch the clock / it punches you back, slack

is a glass jaw slowly living none organic

limiting adjacent grits this violation

within the state,

run to trip       to fall to the stars

a makeover at the graph push

a second frozen as a rest warren

quick

sketch a pummeled data set

that goes,  here’s yr solution, dissolution, or

all grated the pay checks out...

cereal, ism, shattered grass;

look,  i just think you shd

go over those notes again

Kid O—