Simple Theories

  Who is there when who is there * The town is people, all those * Differences are matched * Sunlight on the same * (curious spell)  Our only atom is together * We have no plan to be apart * Days of wind around us * Executing the numbers and the plans * (satisfied neglect)  Reliquary of shambles * Voices from the tent * Exceeding the diatom * Screed pennies for sooth * Urgency in crayon  “A point in space is an argument place.” (Wittgenstein)

  The dark features of King, stones of old vowels. For sure the ape in all reads papers lucklessly, to please King. Verbs stay for losers although semantics would be nice sometimes. King remains the idea, like quadrant. The effort to sincere blanches. King need not hear the news. Tasks seem worthless next to upcharge. Fluff entails magic, pleasing the rent moonbeam. We might as well let King. Constancy smells flaunt. King may blame ticking if language. Uptick is another, looking at basis. Breezy Caribbean monstrance soups up all non-agrarian feelers for fortune. Adorable megatons bring suits of coal, the average land of sundown. Draw from this reading ship King down, crag of vacuum. Or as we always say.

 no beginning   ends, each purple   red thing   makes dawn   (parenthesis),   a clutch of stones   voices in diary,   the drier thing   of poetry   concludes   by starting   just that word,   or thinks so,   (granary)