Tuesday, January 15, 2019







in calendar light

nothing nearly happens


the weather carved into
our mirror now


ghosts of plain air


the wind ends somewhere


in the system
yesterday can wait


CRUSHED ECHOES BLOAT IN HEAT
SUMMER LIGHT LIKE CAUTION TAPE
CRYING WITH GREED BETWEEN SKY AND OUTSIDE
DELTA SIGN FOR THEREFORE
THREE DOTS FOR CONTINUITY
THE NEXT GREAT LACK
OH I KNOW THEY’LL HAVE TO OPERATE
AT THE LAST ANNIVERSARY OF NOON
WHIRLPOOLS OF MEDICINE
SPIT GREENSCREENS


ALL I ASK IS NO ESCAPE