Voodoo | Dream do the rain or am I drink it? Keep secret your
sun-squinted hues. Deeper disclosures drain down
spilled colors clouds couldn't kept.
Felicity | One earring the size of your world mind-wide from
one the size of mine.
Stoptime | Estimable, said in St. Louis of a gone mother underground
somewhere else, merits some measure of melody.
Syphilis | Smaller brother to the bear, its caught kin, marked one,
my meander of tracks memorial in morning mud.
Peacherine | You'd laugh if I tolja.
Treemonisha | I know just what you means.
Swipesy | When I looked up, the back window was black that
watched the woods that had been purple-green, deer dark
dimly stippled before I looked down. |
