old days have folded — I’m
calling to nothing.
they were rushed, now the drumroll
everything i once loved stands in a row of statues
— in that slumber i sense their
holding, but upon a
leaning their support’s as strong as dust.
fear and courage ellip...
Corollary. Endured, a whitewash. Literally. A golem’s chance. Not just him, though you have
marked. Resist! Is neither obsolete. We will not fall. An empty chamber, fueled. All strapped.
Collective impulse, impulse, falsehood. Airbrushed,...
We put up the tents
in a thicket of pine and cedar
on a ridge overlooking the cove.
The site was secluded and quiet,
but later we drove to the beach,
with its hot sand and crowds.
In the white platinum heat
of a cloudless summer sky,
a feast of tanned,...