meticulous [2012]
after "bossing"
What is to be garnered from this adherence to systems of torrential downpour?
(rich is to receive plagues of
humidity and
Samuel Beckett's ghost
wears a nightie for me
in the last tilled armistice earth
I planted my trust in you
my memory coat
my 90-minute mix tapes)
Who are the enemies of your sneakers?
Your lava-lamps?
Your Cornish game hens?
(I am in roundabouts and waiting
at the dumpster with a peony
in my hand
give me your heart
trash and I'll paint you
a masterpiece mourning
love
gun-metal blue
and the reasons are for seven
like the four is for regret)
What is a simple science but a formula for sophistry?
(a try is a curve toward tumult and
a given reward is inking in
the reservoir
paste
pace
somehow the whereabouts of
a drunken coin slot is unknown
beyond the waistband)
Is Zukofsky's A a letter?
(the wilderness lip has been
co-opted and fortified
paradise
what is absurd is a spiked hammer and
a man hungry for face
a smile)
Was my tongue born before me?
Before De Kooning?
Picasso?
(she candied her cough and
opened an umbrella of
temerity
and nearby is humid
my tongue was born before me
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