here's the first bit:
Some exchange in dust value occured
or a twisting of movement in place
of something
a tree, some fog, a pillar of rust
This a tide like our buckling knees
but I wrote this trip once before
on paper, or skin, lamp-light shadows
The Ocean
foam gave
us power
in black sand
sleet
We keep talking about "sexo" like it's
a trick overheard in parking lots of
bowling alleys
by dudes, or flan, costly snake skin
"This a tide like our buckling knees."
ReplyDeleteI really like this. I can't wait to read the finished product.