As/Is







10.05.2004


narration well

Z frame whetted as a pair of drapes
driven to side swipe copularia
to sentence any granule of responsibility
by flight to veins as wasteful as the lime

tread filed under an oval light half
sturdy or white timber like a blast
a ballast tiled resemblive of a clove
painting straight pontoon or leak

fall embers toned or chided by
the emir tired as thinking
time turned gleaned finesse three
formal obvious young queries pose

"why did you come" as foremarks where
the message used to be our life our limber
feats our dignified redemption our undress
once sprung to lengths of recent seedlings