Simple Theories

  We see no tomorrow, said the sheep. It is true that Nero was still very young, but our traveller would pass up from the Lydian vales to find the Cappadocian Hatti no longer the masters of the plateau as of old. The spoil of Jericho remained: a Babylon garment, two hundred shekels, and a wedge of gold, which were meant to state and remind. We see the edge of dawn, but that’s not tomorrow, said the sheep. Sacrifice makes sacrifice real.

  The plum verity of the setting sky Unrepresented by plastic envoys of dynamite shot in several just transactions Fainted grey for a beginning of juniper or spruce in a departure from simple rain

  This tree bears plain expectation. Other trees remain definite, still causative, without compunction but carrying clarity of appurtenances. Such. Go back, then, you have seen the caring, sustaining life by roots, fruits, leaves, and grass bright spot union. In the sooner dust you can reapply, across the field and into. The day won’t prove lone, more like a hand clasp, a kiss, a just word in time, seeing as you can.

  La Gorilla, El Tigre, El Perro, El Gato, y mas. Wicked times post wondrous weeds in words. The People write rocks on language thru bearable lights of explained godsend. All the waters of the world thereby connect, and the apex supports without supporting. Flickering embassies in time involve pebbles and seasonal demigods with laureate crowns. Call all this, the attended flakes, a Falcon while dancing. More is just a beginning, abrogated certainly. You doubtless, of course.

  Go up the summit of Pisgah and gaze about, to the west, the north, the south, and the east. Look at it well. A small megaton then of morass lifts the scorch of traditional dawn, a new planet from the ruction. Neal Cassady as so many words, lit by a believable sun. “these holy warriors is embalmed”

  Named for a mountain on Mars, Lowell sits standard beside the river assumed of countryside. Embolisms spread everywhere, the beseechcraft of unlocked rule, neat tent cities of unaffordable scum. Smoke flex parenthesis, Lester Young afloat. Open on Kerouac town. Inculcation admitted as habit, in the midst of deity throng. Churches piled high, almost toward heaven. Someone said Modern Day, and behold, water runs downhill. The hill possesses, with a current so mighty: Babylonian, like sway. A sentence can only be completed, the thought cannot. Gods of pure exult gave unto all soap dispensers, lubricious belts, pious bits of rock, hard landing, natural upheaval, synonyms for guilt, lake-sized entrapment, a better bop. And then waking up on the seventh day thinking, again, thinking. Jack says the donut rising from the fryer’s oil speaks of ancestral towers and go back. The President holds forth a tone, not quite mapped. Later forms of isolation will prove just as stable. America in th...

  Joy-telling wood harp-joy un-vanished   rapture of glee-wood   Great blue land of sky above blue water below   In red words The sky began  arranged   mindful of rhythms  let it go  swarm