immersion is the best
bread left unsaid
so live with us retreat
go down to the the the
inseminate rancho gregario and pout
my little demi-joy
until I come for you
and then and then and then
the trouncing that I feel won't be so continguous
or blanched
we'll have our wheels
we'll cart another one around
and trees will sill across
our minor drama
to inflate it to the pinochle
with someone driving we respect
for not respecting us
I'm looking for a quorum
here under the eaves' melodious
conformist alibi
when if you read me
there will be tines to be upstarted
in the railway dampness
where a litter of Corvairs
ought to be dusted soon
in view of compromise and chatter
on the figurative airways
where the lines
thought to have touched
no longer
touch
if a chimp can feel a flinch
of empathy why not
a parrot why not a grackle
why not a porte-cochere
why not a dunce cap
Monday after when one ought
to wrest out of the enemy
a camera sans impressions
first or otherwise
the litmus test for that
occurs in three versions
crisp
seamless
chalked
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