Fixed in the grid
with angles squarely set;
locked, as it were,
in the matrix:
Let us not be thus;
cubistic in crystal,
vibratory in place—
separate from the music
that circles away.
with the wheels that turn.
marching up and down
trapped by right angles.
Feel the Brownian bubbles ferment.
Release the ornamental
of the perfumed bosom;
loosen the tie and
pack away the mortarboard
that clips the wing-beat.
Outside of place settings
the compassed garden
the arc of planets
encircles the endless sky,
one vertex sticks out of the mud.
There are stars that never rise or fall
offering ample cover from the trickster
gamboling the rushes with a tambourine,
the percussive cymbals in three degrees.
The dimple deepens with the curling smirk
for the dying kings swallowed by darkness,
black holes patient for every random star,
tangerine sunsets after the harvest.
Ouroboros shrinks into quarks abuzz
regardless of amber snapshots of gist
and the painted minstrel marks the folly
of the crouching predator in plain view.
Dew falls from the moon,
glistens still, the sound in bones.
North wind chills the night;
the Chronograph Star hangs low—
the fertile morrow dormant.
Formaldehyde on fatigues
green on this bald-headed league
– full of vigor, shorn like sheep –
that sweeps the dorm and soon sleeps.
Only to be awakened
by reveille earaching
the tortured troops to withstand
more demands: crazy commands.
Marching to classes in file,
tramping down the urge to smile,
but can’t check the teary dusk—
the eve brusque, full of male musk.
My pate scratches like boar hide.
Will this snowflake get outside
unmarred by rusty wing nuts
with jackboot strut and crew cuts?
The ball. The death.
A shibboleth: Here we go round the mulberry bush
so early in the morning.
A customary fall, a sheep asleep:
a pull to the deep—safety in numbers
of the turning baitball, the teamwork of predators:
dolphin, tuna, sailfish and shark;
gannets, cormorants, terns and gulls:
death from the sky and death from the sea.
edge of measure,
amorphous: dwindling like incandescent kindling;
the scarlet ribbon courses:
tragic drama of pelagic
runs, an attrition of sardines or herring.
A singular fish
dives perpendicular to the piscatorial
emergence against predation:
a divergence from the rest
(reticular loss of lives), primordial.
text: be dexterous, quick, jump over the candlestick.
The hollow of the rocky nook
swallows the gifted swimmer:
A hammerlock school overtook—you rock fish—
That’s just like what a cloud would do:
to feather into marshmallow
and popcorn with butter highlights;
to coast on thermals and billow
into shapes large, larger, largest;
into a beast hurling lightning
drawing the four winds into storm,
these changeable clouds so fickle.