no rush

In inches obscurely

on fences a guest

pokes along slowly


seems to end it then

digs to go on


pneumatic dumpster tunes


or consider these 'special perceptions'


to have guessed

he was among us


in pieces for good

 


or just like

like all at once
the kid squeals and then more

I'm older in a
milder and less offensive way

keep the portable
heater on high all day up to sleep

and do start
to include the category of the end

its consequence
a reality an end to this dreamtime

of too simple
diction abundant anarchic syntax for

a shallow heart


nine to go

Inside the mutter
the fateful disappearance

A fog you thought
a local farce a gibbous tune

There are enough
to go around taken all at once

This is the
reflection on a store window

Because I told you
and here I am telling you again

How many parts of speech
come around to selling children

All of our enthusiasm
for this notion that they are French

Taken apart at last
we found our snakes and bikes

This in its way
simplifies us in time


our new bugs

They'll go from here a little up-

ended. Whichever way the fog goes

they had it coming. A battery of

ends. There in disappointments or

in resenting our serious mentions.

Unbecoming a joke. I told you I'm

thus beat up. But you never got our

smashed bent and beautiful meeting.

You got no work to do. So creep.


say brave things

in case the lake is also the sky

over the lake are too many rules

in the matter of rules they wave

above a spirited fascist salute

and the sky takes its bloody time

more than a guest of the lake's

pure maturity more like a turn

more like a bloody good aeroplane


then maybe

the page        demanded
 
not as landscape
 
or clunk
 
                of air
 
down or through
 
I forget how     
 
for
 
lessons I forget
 
in 
 
boughs on a tough
 
wet
 
cosmos or guessing
 
which
 
leaves are good
 
histories 
 
                      bad

for gods' sake

'if you take me away from my poems, I have nothing' Al renders Anne

the trunk is solid or the trunk sings a range or unbent burrows run


to live forever without reduction on a ledge toward beauty's anyone

without inflation in a box of cool solutions good movies end a vision


more like a thousand bowls than portraits or planet's thought-fed rain

'how many songs' sought the Uber sought a quick brown nut or a tune

 


a chinese roof

'everybody's thinking obeys' a hatchwork or chatwork of impulses

'god-given' say demon-driven survivors in SEDIMENT of sleep-waking

he's in grey fields she's involved with cattle he's full of paint

and still driving words to water in patience as a Taken not a Given


not so dangerous

Not likely. No secular poetry ever. But plenty of profanity.

'a process rather akin to dream-work' But then you'd always.

Cook it. Conjuring handles for your bikes and baskets. Say

there's a place out back. Then a strategy for getting into it.

Apart from a car. A honk without birds. And there you are.

With nothing to say to you again. As fist in face. Enjoyable

enough in its going forth on waves. Of unlikely moments. No.

'so you don't have to invent romantic myths diamond' mines

No. Just advance in the likely direction of your schemes. Go.


when you thought

There'd be surprising things in poems. We'd grin politely. Secretly

rise up in mist. Evaporate nicely. Go on.


Didn't you think I'd notice how you loved our new city. Sleepily. Gone

through towers to meadows to time. Not time.


More complicated conditions in this refurbished independence. I'm

found. Under a local bridge. Surprised. And by.


My incapacities go on. You'll drop by with or without pasta. We'll eat

from the bottom. And seriously. How wasn't I.


Could this be what Thanking arranges. A pleasant continuation. Some for

drinks some substance going on. Some How.


that in the dream we may avoid

Certainly too many said. Yes then for clearly. I've said so.

There's 'one in Love' taken several ways. You never know.

They (words, say) wander in. Some eat and go. Some stay.

To know what glory means. But a noun. Buy me breakfast.

A standard shifts to evenings without regret. To language.


As an auto or an orange. A guess or an architect or a gun.


meaning 'to melt'

'enjoy your walking time'     a 'modern' move         a clap a hand


a few parts     a line     simple in direction     ready         in place

correct yourself   but     the mess         we've made       in all this


holds         the train gone       the flight somewhere over     utah