Dec
1
Sweet jesus shoots honey stoned,
Pulls trigger stultified
-Who moves to which house,-
necks palms trees whiskey desk
view-du vermontward,
the heat on window open,
snow and leaves growing,
pink to blue cold sky,
the land here is sad.
I wouldn’t like anywhere,
Whats trying to nestle here?
It purr chip flutters, caught, what?
Woodpecker, woodpecker where are you beating?
