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Past Framing Pastures

  squandered bison without gleam but pass sad ness to the clouds over oceans  mean while chess pieces of the city’s broke n citadel sternly pro voke cause and affect ratio nations of perplexed streets  brooks by clever waysides share lemmings and words as specious fedoras float up on the surface  radiance becomes the optic spoon of words just thinking the beauty trice and thrice  over oceans in a word spelt over and o ver again

Gleesome Bean

  papal swoon on the top bridge stoke rasps gleering sound test of function clouds  all haymakers and candle dross soothes best sparkle of river edge  village catchphrase proses poetry or scansion in loon and verbal tunes off springtime wheezes  clutching ganglia in course of sped ropes the doge-like arbor trust  each trout of easing manner slums the currents with impish miff  the words have Nothing if not nothing so the posies go  sunshine seems so simple to day

What Did You See from the Top?

fictitious staff, digital popinjay, barrister of bunting, spandex sharpie commenting on the gloaming, extremities next to extremities in a small Kansas town, floating grunts of power along a river’s edge while sidling water winnows the land, churchy mischief amongst the prescient cattails, undulant matter and agreement with portfolio a-blaze, piecemeal separatism like flakes of babbling skin, moaning gobs and illustration, fermenting sponge antics as surety, sloshing human response, sites of the town.

Lily Bolero Freeway

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Planned Asseveration

  efficient price of human end ever so slight ly the poem sur vives the poem  artificial days vector tax code efficiency while ardency propels visual space  the news escapes the children of the town  pieties flame in dandelion flocks while technical eye lids pro pose the city bound aries  a poem from this stock pot the size of green glass and whistling elbows the frontage and and words smoke over the colored hills  then every verb be comes a noun or place to softly stay

Next Stage

  flaking windrows last year abolish popular traffic while you falter the byways long streets of patter the hornbeam coyote immersion of O! were children happy In that colour of day fair moon Beams in the night after day  day after night the squiggly popovers of dance Union Champs who barble and klieg with mystery octaves over Tly fragrant Of cheese cheese broncos on the sage  stone ocular one step untied as formed memory rides a blue past federal folderol and foin  galactic clat Ter meant that ozone layer sparks gathered doc you meant while still leaning full On us fair moon of Easterly tra vail

I Walk Like Frankenstein, Not the Monster

  I never had the autobiography, I only watched the pink area of the overcast dawn, I reached an edge like most do, the sizzling of rain slapped less pavements because earnestness resumed, verbs became compounded as I stood, Nouns remain easy to ignore, each sentence seemed available but I learned otherwise, I am not always there when I said that, each writer reports on the risk then forgets the details, ”Herr Frankenstein you shall be deterred”