sweet blue winter

sweet blue winter
i’m ready for you.

this morning i greeted your first thick fur
with genuine surprise.

sometimes i feel my partial identity;
fleeting and tip-toeing, she’ll exude me
and the never-saying, never-words
i can’t recapture
can’t remember.

today, i feel less of you. i tried to love you like pine
but burnt and warped i escaped
and felt my peaking rise. absence

purchase pear

purchase pear;
a felted mind crossed.
puck and fluff, she’s-a, she’s-a
hymmmm
‘n.

(plastic fare)
((purchase pear))
snowing frozen ground.

ballot measure in this war on terror
war on terror:

_ape a concealed verb

is _ape a concealed verb?
a demonstrative offense?
a habitual stain breeding shape - nothing?

if i say, “no,” a data rock will pulp my name
to prove how wrong;
if i say, “yes,” pale in light, i’ll go dark
and empty my fat wallet: a costing frame gone lean and bone.





populations of dust line my steering wheel
dust these fingertips
prints:
a smooth dna transfer ruined
by a sneeze.

a wet root will bloom

a wet root will bloom, bind, and fruit
for your lips.
a wet clay will flood, rise, and silt
your rice and red beans.
a wet jew will reanimate, mormonize,
and mistranslate “cost.”

the sun, she makes

the sun, she makes
the fracture
all beaut;
how does she tan
melt
beat
and birth?
is it the ‘s’ that lends her
her name and
divide?

quantum morning physics

quantum morning physics
a parse sparing
of tuned bristles
like whiskers
and raw faces.
sikh and tanned hides: my white plausibility
brighton, paced, alcoheld
by ten fingers tall in one glass
and that sideway tilt
that tilts it all.