If I Could Make a List of Everything I Have Not Thought Of
transitive verbs go slack against prevailing clarity as the lariat of tumbleweed sweeps/gathers from the field the trends and tendencies revealed in their assemblage
let's take a dip in the dry river/tend supply side omnipotenti while the dithers that arrest fall guys foster lachrymose endowments very plural even as they mimic
stores of qualifying plants and mulch upended by impulsive wheels unguarded in determined functions ratcheted up the cha in prolonged in indentation called upon to prompt and press the sides and surfaces for signs
of water despite evidence of contraindicatory spokes and upward piercings of the earth as if to point to an agreed-upon to-order vastness of a sky
Thanks for the poem Sheila, marvelous.
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