6 June 2024
fogless
an emptied
trumpet
as wind to wind will, will
suck sound for many an
oblation
last night a
million american poems
in a convoy of
cars
came
shining, and poof, the difference
the entire brass
band
emptied
(and then the crash the fruit flight the
masticatory complaint
the chew through it at all costs
resulting di
aspora) and not invaded others
the commonality of the rose
and the salvia invented elsewhere
by strong waters
like a lung
stuffed with asbestos
it could
propel no words
but here be eyes!
they offer a tune
in their writhing