a flat-topped block
slides — a sediment caught
mountainside as shape
the name implies
the thing like — a pyramidal point to
a U-shaped dock —
the spire dulled the hot
chore installed
∆
like a huge soft — to
break this wet
matrix from ice —
or cold create
the sheet as it
assembles — Well
not a dome — Well
sort of — of course
white spacebars blue
∆
this thug to escort
leakage! And begin —
except to begin — expect-
ant A charge
works the seal — To elect
and slice a stitch’s fissure —
jerked apart but not —
(re)seamed later
white paves so —
thru dark
∆
man then, a growth
to a moment
tethered — witness
the ground his vest
worn to nothing And raw
din grinding, crunches his instrument-
al tune — a formal emo-
tion — retreats from form
And him — he wishes
— but to men(tion)
not said as sir — is air, the material
to sound? or bind hydrogen He — not
balloon-like feels un-
necessary — as the seam
spilt (re)split, the tool keyed
in Understanding, he
deepens His materials
debased He — a moment nearing,
in face of the object, shies
A feeling — the dingus —
ruptures — over ice shelves
wind scampers
∆
O, my charged particle — O, pierce
O, this dull pool
Send a blank
clap to sea A thought
sprayed crisp blue