Elements of the day: The moon, sheets, rainfall, I was thinking and then it went by; there was adoration, remembrances.
THEMOON:
Tuesday hones eagerly. My only omen, naturally.
TUESDAY:
Tomorrow under every soft dream, alleviating yesterday.
TOMORROW:
Towards one more omen, riding, roving, only wandering.
TOWARDS:
Total outward wandering, a radical, delicious sensation.
˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚ T O T A L ˚
True
Only
That my head is
A hologram memory horizon collision box. It betrays
Like sways in
Tempting,
Of
These
A citizen
Like stools,
Themselves
Organisms.
The water.
A moment
Little,
The
Obituaries remembered from pages before.
Tiny,
A day
Lyrical,
Triumphant in gaze
Oration, redundant desserts.
Technicolor verse, pretty
Anagram
Lengthy
Telling
On words in whorls. Prettily,
Twice,
Animals built with charts
Lilting
To feet,
Organs playing for
The bush.
And maps,
Little
Tails,
Our)
Tucked beneath.
Amiable
Lilacs falling head
To
Our
Tiny earthly delights.
Animals,
Legs. Brilliant
Torrid, that supple song and a little earthworms crawling, a puddle splashed, melting faces and figures.
sweet sweet tide
