19 March 2025
spoiler alert
spice smells
the dots and joins
the juice
the space between
the parabolic curves
of scent
…
mathshamblam
that caused an ant wood to come home
or bristle on an index, or a fate
too scissory, too large
loquacious solitude
the inert ear has drummed enough
…
tidy ways notch up
carnivore promises
while the moon shines on a granite ocean
somewhere there is sun
blest factoid
alien and kind
insert your molecular key
in me
…
fresh shores
first feet
helpless breath
lost life
spoilt kitchen
of adversity
robert de niro
fedora, back seat
…
his pale
collapse