Writing

Saw Alexander Putin waiting for a latte extra hot 
They utterly failed to call him Put-in, not Poo-tin 

now I am a snake
come October alarm clocks
cry – pesky mynahs

mornings by the creek
ceviche growling grass frog –
post-noon bake

now I am a snake
pretty basic black or brown
stick – lying doggo

grassy-banded spine
belly occasionally
crimson of attack

executive-shy

now I am a tree
small birds sing in me
never need to take a pee
no need of Brie
folly
introspectivity,

sun bleaching lilac
wind stripping magnolia –
be kind to this fig

It is another year and we are not broken
Rather in the middle still, in the thick
The thicky thick thickly dense
Once which we were struck for

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stupid dew that frosts
you can snap better than this –
sublime and try again

Driving Up following pale cracks toward a yearning old sun – surprised by the glare Marathon Running

Comparing your skin to my guts, tamer Your liver spots to my innocence, older Your friends to my resting bitch

for UKL “The necessity of having to do Something” – make particular, dress, argue Generally run in old road ruts,