rolled the windows down at Rocky Reach sweet mineral leach subtle evidence of a brief downpour low evening glow chiaroscuro foothills it never quite gets flat here and the road goes right up the rocks and the rocks come right down on the road the river vermeil and the orchards lush and the long day finally arriving
gray lake with regatta with parenthetical sails derivation of wind rain but barely maybe not even one wonders at the sudden immediacy of it all immanent and imminent– an answer unasked for raises questions
what a cavernous hole this asking why what a tenous stance this not asking strange clarity that comes at night as the room expands like it is holding its breath
Per your instructions I am getting under this chicken’s skin with pats of compound butter, stowing the remaining herb twigs, onion, lemon, in the body’s dark cavity, cutting slits where the neck used to be, trussing it with its own legs, carnal, barbaric, delicious– Tonight is the dinner party, the only cohesive theme this newfound religion of decadence, oh we went in for truffle oil (yeah I know) triple crème cheese, the fattiest pork bits. […]
[Political Exercise] When I was three I would argue with my dad Any number is bigger than any number childish tautology there isn’t anything that insistence can’t make so just ignore all fiddling any acrid smells, you know they boo you when they love you
an abrupt loss of velocity and what is the weather and where is today the durable patterned fabric of seat 27c repeats like a mantra here is here is here inevitably a portable construct and soft cool rain
this month sheds days like scales and another thing breaks under cornflower skies another method of conveyence the express bus the phonecall kept dropping and here I read another poem about furniture coincidence but the eye lingers how to assemble a self repair or spring for something newer
Flying above the sunset back rows empty a common short flight another Embraer jet probably in our wake ice crystals in the window double-paned, triple? hard to see so hard to say a reluctant goodbye: a begrudging send off and/or unwilling partee what to make of hesitancy? land masses appear below the cloud deck abstract city open to interpretation another stern face unmoved by spectacle
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