Simple Theories

So this poem this please this is the sky weather blue weather thinking of the blue and the white sky the clouds only words exist in the world of white sky blue sky this is just a poem we  belong along a river sedge or even ocean side thinking the next moment word arrives

and this is the point of the period there. the tone of an absolute word

Cutting their Telegraph wires Kindling Sounds like Ripples The as the musk Of the other sentence to Come Class becomes prideMarinated time peace