who doesn’t have too much of too little? put your leg in the trap, time snapping tight, at the final whistle, open the grains in the palm that so irritated flowing skin, sand or seed filling the beachhead or cracking pavement and the price dropping outside
chew snap mustard seeds to grow into a big, strange nation biting both ends of the stick, wrestling on the dance floor, shooting transformers for celebratory sparks, competing controlled burns across the playing field, straddling the street pushing children in verse
the end, 1 + 1 trusted clicking the door, leave the dishes for the next species, we checked out long before noon, pilfering liquid bottles in bloated baggage, wear that precise smile for the border crossing, long, long, now
terrible posture on the world stage leading to admonishments in the cleanest corners, falling off a bike is a pleasure for gravity and ground, forces that fit the décor are welcomed through the door, those that tunnel underground wait for our years, we will always have pity
terrorific the two of us in one, shouting, murmuring, crafting a wax paper boat to escape, shifting the face into a painted mirror, scraping at the edges for the original wallpaper beneath, if a hammer were a weapon of conciliation, I’d drive home a fence
do we know enough to know, enough?! pauses on the tracks for a scribble adjusting the nation’s posture, leaves of needles irritating public shoes we should be, pry open space written sufficient for a flake of snow inserted chilling babble and traffic into a lingered stare at this country’s mantle, more than needed for the weather
a tree, a house, a street, a wind, a rain, a weather, a water, a air, a sunny, a dry, come day, come night settling in to the deep rut plowed through a level landing at a Atlantic
leave identification in the thing called home and blink long at the cartoon still living in its box where manifesto is menu, declaration is demo, as the zoetrope tightens slower, raise up a glass of petrol to the infernal stomach grumbling in every scene
always if there be food previously chewed is the rate of interest increased for day bartering invisibly, a data point here, a demographic aggregate there, who does this hair belong to? speak up in rithm and rime
alert a lot in A frame better than B side fade from popping memory but close to crashing C suite invitation carrying D list concerns to the glass decks after handshake making a physical suggestion the ground meet all Us early