the best of times, etc.

auntie ella, appalled by the sickening pall of the turgid sky
barges indoors from under the bilious belly of the turgid sky
and flogs our gazes, whipping a window wide to the turgid sky
to toss at us the flood of her maw-eyes' terror of turgid sky,
shouting: "behold, and despair, it is the end; the turgid sky."

frayed

i day, why i find
quay, light fray
lay sky life & sway
divine anxi-
ety, when by
was thy & thy
nigh lone to mine

airliner

thruway sky

surgeon slit

stream eye

lighter pin

tip sweat

bead shiver

blister

partition

& being given of the upper hemispheres,

a sun crawls across its dome poking

time to chorioid lighting life's beginning

covers over that is to say so encrusting:

i am apparition of my only son bewilderment

again given up as a mantle laid over

obstinancy of clocking tectonic time the

necessary distances apart to hold—

of not wholes, held to earth, seeing only

a black ball describing sky. it prevails.

what white will w/ you

and take to be taken & cloudy
the sky filling its glass, yr ears

learn the necessary horn, the
flapping stars in the lake & bacon.

please find these socks to be
self-evident, all dead created

equal. the cow's in the corn.
sing the blues. tie yr trues.

solitaire

sky
on ocean
eyelid
twice directional
playing
card
equator
equation
slept awake
pupil moon
pupa

topological

a word & he was birded

behind the
needle legs, the fight for gristle

trickle of black
undertaker, the cat, it

it makes the eyes
attention of the seating, single spaced

snow & drop, fire &
hierarchy of wood

provisional: ends tied together, meet

   hive
his each moment out of water

wash up on thought
shore, surety

sky

sure always is a safe word if yr
planet held

leap out of the

skinned & the blatant pastel roots, pale
white blooms (current) the path of
least resistance, tendency to leak
out of the skein, lack out of the sky

reparation

a sun crawls across its dome poking
in my stomach those same holes through
time to chorioid lighting life's beginning
exploding into what to do from first deed
of muck. a wake one acid replicates and
now that my first principles fan i hear
body arrives as a beggar begs and dives
beneath wealth surface the gates foundation
beds flesh strata derive from the bare
obstinancy of clocking tectonic time
again given up as a mantle laid over
this slow wretch way past the last gas on
a damascene and divine etcetera whatever.
i am apparition of my only son bewilderment
covers over that is to say so encrusting
being the go-to mode of the revolutionary
black ball describing sky. it prevails
we lot got along by division the push tension
of not wholes, held to earth, seeing only
& being given of the upper hemispheres,
divining geometries of orbs bodies' joins.
i need a room with the corners at
necessary distances apart to hold.

powerpoles

at one we saw the sun go icy and hot air gel
at six and a sec or two the sky ran wan in awe
of god the arm of eve lop rib nib to nub the
way our lot lay brr low til ten of eon age

horizontal

want of uniform want of
symmetrical

greygyregreygyregrey

when lying on the side, one eye
sees the earth, the other wonders
where it is, were

what the sky sees

separation anxiety

the haunting dirigible, there
was only so much time before
the silver was done collecting
& then the exposure to light
light grey, grey, & grey there
is not much difference between
the sky, the sea, the skin full
of whales, our floating on the
line between. the motion weights.

hew

cleared: the night the trees the assumption of
earth into sky precipice and outfall. outcome of
the teeth ground and an outpour.

airlessly refiner

thruway aims view to split root sky

surgeon of heaven / sunbirth slit

stream from waxing tension eye

lighter burnin foveal poke-pin

tip of nose leads clearly sweat

bead of germ, a wake shiver

b- or at mostly upper c-lister

house altar

drk stripstaind doors. the panels
that constrict sky thru cracks
& termites. terminal line "may we"
approach "have a look" approach
tendncy of feetless.

plagues

it makes the eyes
blue the sand
sky and there was not
one household that did not
know death the birds
hung from their
little nooses
swung and the heart of
pharoh was hardened
they said heliocopter when they
meant to hum for locust
and knelt

dear

artists in
love order symmetry
isolate
our work defines
single things

we, the named in love seem vowelled, glean
ourselves

now being
already all
i do
enjoy

clean down that way the spine, the hook preened and booked

natural little
abstract
a question of
giving strength brilliant sun
sky

And so the smaller becomes the letter.
Because better will be blue in fruit

that
what wanted
say

coming's up morn I slight more & to same

needle

a slight handle
to the hill, dry
grasses, the shaved
sky, at noon
he grips
his shadow, a
hawk dives

10,000 ft

fuselage, sky-cutter
cloud-bleeder the
condensation scars
silver sliver silver
savior