on moving forward

elephantine skull, mistaken eye,
prophet, blind oedipus & his
odysseus: the journey of white
while falling in that socket
sewn over after the pulp's removed
& the people pleased & feasted
soil on seed on soil

the seat

old man elephant,
can you feel even my heels?

you may rub those trees,
but won't swat me off.

i'd never urge you to jump.
let's just stumble from the stampede.

old saggy ears,
are you worn out by whispers?

would you perk
if i fell asleep, fell away?

i can feel you think:
pick some insects off, at least.

old skeleton elephant,
which of us turns toward the graveyard?

all we can know is
big and small bones pile up together.

escape of parrots, scrape

the smile leaves & awhile
greening, the birds preening
death a small breath in & the
clothed doors closed

the oceanographer

the long sighted swift leaves impressions of looks
partially over border between back and fore ground
swells populating seas--swivel the semilunar heads
perch on luminous reflective wrists parting strait
the surface of blue full frontal bulbs keenly eyes

impress, empress, imprint

part the hair, long straight, part
the people sea, the wrists out
of control, crescent forehead
forward, the sound of elbows, fingering
ring, the light against blue which
gives you away

roadblock

the crowd 
        cried just
give us
              all more
elbows! which
       is to
say so
         what if 
there is 
        no more
room at 
                 the in-.
addressing them,
              the archbishop
of canterbury
        claims there
were no
       three kings
at the
        stable. too,
in this
           tale, he
throws the
            ass out
the window.
          they all
press in.

parade

hold close his secret spine
cellular confetti & the old buick
there is no room @ the inn, but
internal skyscrapers spreading
towards the body's pulp--
the dress blues, the overseer's
oak desk, somewhere the manger
still @ work feeding the animals

margin'

in this passage scholars congregating
on intones monk correspondence by
generation, secretes spine of massages
architect rights alignment. in this
unzips sown seed, bear rock field,
three sons pluck from it thrown or
do not throw throw first. in parade
the singular cellular adepts adore
in origin enzyme iesus nucleotidus

adoration

curl to the roof of the creche
christ of the flora & fauna this
hurl of insects, lolly tongues
on the fern chorus, o holy
citation: genus, species, radiant
spores, redwood calves, the
frog chlorophyll, this struggle
since water & the sluggish joy
arriving

nativity

thatch integrity: break all as one, pull yields random set, bend stresses far layer laid smooth on near

batter my heart, space
of three breaths' bids

squirrel composition: one leaf, one scored strip of bark, three leaves, sympathetic veins, held up for inspection

this christmas you
whom i do not know

quality of time: a solo tick picked up in conduit of creek