themselves
with mud
and the afterlives
of certain pondy ass plants and
they accomplice ‘at
with a whole lot of throwing
stoop and pitch
stoop and pitch it
stoop pitch
hey what you can’t see
can feel it falling
but there again
you threw
it so you
are it
just as the pirate eyepatches
tarantulaing yr lapel
are who you’ve sometimes been
just as the weather
was the one
weathered the weather
hi-5 blind
cool killing it
oh so casual in the win
carrion confetti
of coleridge chris
whitley christopher smart
rain trellis luck marks
mud orthodontics
mist posthumous mist
under these and they i glaze
and praise run and runnel
stoop to stipple in
the art of camouflage
a kind of transference or travel
or plagiarism or side lined
with snowflake catpaw
with newspaper ember
with moth blow
yr nose
with a hamburger
napkin
kid killed it
so wipe it
fresh from the heart
all
upon
him
and what did he learn
from the body undone
that dead wet
life in it heady
heat weak wane unready
echo pre shout
gravy to cradle
settled to past flung
lunged under thud tender
a blocky punctuation
a den a dean
everywhere on the body
nowhere in open air
nobody i recall my self boy
uneven yard
that’s them dogs for you
that’s throwing a ball up
for catching it
that’s trickier than
you might think
that’s something to do
with the tragic joke
slant and slope
of self and earth
that’s self same thing about dog
thinks it’s all about them
my god good errant toss
my bad dog good pirate prince
my shitty spit slobbered ball
my 29 tosses til dryish again
my not my ceiling opens
my not my sky uncorks
my not my season tumbles
as carpish suckers
roiling in shallows
but how can i track you
if you ain’t working
on something hard
about to hollow all the gavels
into pipes
and the greyblue bird
you exhale speckles may well
bee your own scales returning
to a visionless distant unmoney down
unheld greenbrowed
water reopening
they’re there as it does
skirting us lonesome hihat weavers
ringing silence
lawless and binding
ringing it with a double u
all lamppost future pure
and woven of such wrack
as this as they
covered up in it
hunker nestward
their blood the hunter’s
supple
clay slow
blood
their ladder
snorts the checkered adder
bade the chokecherry aubade not me
their body the pliant cattail
the bossy bleed note redwing
sterling stopped atop bows
at the pace
of watchfulness
for the prices of love
for we taste of one
another won’t allow swallow
the oldest urge to hum
offkey amazing
grace again against
moth mouth for door
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