we said we

Might be crap inspected and rejected for fertilizer. Some mistake in the makeup.

As if the universe could want something we have to give. Softly. We've been given.

A figure apart. No doubt. One of many. You'll want to feel how cool the room sits.

No moves the lines like happiness. As difficulty signs up for the dream to drop.


I like Four Eyes now and then It's curtains for you soon Doc says Bugs. Drink up.

Go quiet a way. How left from right produces some new jazz not everyone can swill.

How close we close will set how high we heave to follow through in depth of deeps.

Rejected for every good reason mistakes carry honest weight in solemn assembly.


The problem in his whistling nonentities. Something for a loss of substance a diet.

Set long ago without a dictionary. While the world you know the whole round world.

Registers wonder in sinless pine, locust, redbud, cottonwood, aspen, oak. All one.

Stews in the juices we squoze for comfort. Unbought back. Or's too late to deviate.


song lacking principles

then too bluntly how about "the problem is always the same"

The problem approaches from the street or from a cloud Guess

who's got the shakes at sea like any sane person Wasn't you

the guy who stood off & sputtered the sky the god the pain

and was getting it right as far as we knew Who sat untroubled

served the lines until they shrunk & so left the armed forces

alone to score them selfs & make up broken dark'nings unread

This wasn't a problem so long as we could read summer a song

about tangling in our salted wind-making parts Feel wholes &

sanities coming through long-trafficked patterns of hoping us

onto lakes & plains Wide fastened rugs of light as understood


you don't know

O feelings my Feelings oh my feelings
 
I get you in I get you in The Ideal in 
 
Chicago sitting abundantly in tiny rooms
 
I get you in Justice in Penance & Terrible
 
Explanations I get you in a vincible ruin
 
not unlike something you need to remember
 
the day we drove I get you in 3-D in grass
 
Oh feelings I get you in the left lanes or
 
Chased by The Dramatic I get you in that
 
lounging 
 
                    Did you remember I got you in 
 
those funny books like The Nearly Modern
 
An Idea We Got In China The New Thank You
 
and Really Living Lately 
 
                                                I get you in how
 
you look up & sort of step away from the
 
most friendly images 
 
                                         You take ordinary
 
steps strangely 
 
                            or I don't like it so much
 
anymore 
 
                    oh feelings up on the bridge I get
 
to watch you 
 
                        & get to stumble     with you
 
now bird-like 
 
                          now trivial & lost in 
 
breath 
 
                a pinch         
 
 
 

headless again

Reading slower and slowed the new thing

to a brain and its hands fresh tense stories

it'll all disappear


Casting up the forces tells a good thing

out toward the brain slowly to read us aghast

we'll all disappear


or disappear as if reading a book slowly

It's a common casting for swindler's pearls

this thing at last


or words given reading burn like tongues

or likelihoods of nouns in series like trouble

eventually all disappear


and yet

the left over

go on awhile and on.


for the unforgiven

Pull unforgiving religion out the door in

sections. Trees in corporations for the dump.

You could only stand in one place. Here. So


you might as well open the aperture fully

cognizant as they say of the consequences of

riding one bus to the end of the whole damn line.


she said so

Left to the wind when the roosters came home, her locals found a chance.

She pulled them up into a bunch. She wizened them. Like candy hearts.


And it was inappropriate for one in this condition to have said things like that.


So put on your socks, your days. An important tone of noise. Ever busy at something.

Like the performance of a cleaning job. Or not remembering the words.


delirious kid

Whose mind in fact
 
        assembles
 
        resemblance in a storm
 
 
departs or comes
 
back         interested
 
 
how we forced a mistake to run us
 
round or thin
 
        before the actor says
 
        kind of manic
 
a prince                 I come a prince
 

you better now

So you'd better care the lessons

into some fresh riskiness. It's

coming. We had to learn it all

over the place. The showers the

basements we gave up for goods.

We and our shameful woody power

lines have finally put to rest

the old saw. To persist in some

rebellion is to unleash a soul-

ful a demonic a tricky indecision.


then cooler than

Sincendiary. Ever since. Then.

Myself. Inresponsible steps. Good.

A magical surfeeling. Sincerely.

A question of abundance. In slow

Colors. All the time. An under-

Determined participation. In.

Oceanic in. Conception. Saying.

Toward which. I might understand.