River's breath is big in the air
conjure the rafters high in no final mind
limbs of canal out to the ocean
and wings above the fire of the territory
speak in carpeted tongues
fried with icy outlines into the essence
crater of power, doll of humanity
wavering with residue of free movement
building up in his eyes his walk time
his crouching in the theater of burnt overlords
trying to free the shell of the shape
of a bucket's rim from this run of reality
and fill its rainy depth with troubled pebbles
each selected by explosion from the wall
of error breaking like a re-run sun
speedometer village, eating its language
from attics of paper flowers
crisscrossing the dim bricked air
with the sword of words and flubbed tears
freaking into its near highway
fountain basin review of
finger prints lost to calendar
anonymous mother of the all world
whose come I am.

Land links in the Arctic exert an upward force to hold the object onto the stage

land animals against the backdrop of the sea and broadcasting himself on video for photosynthesis

satellite hand reaching for a computer without sunlight in the brief peak

and reproduce oblique on the two ends of the seesaw

to push the car out of the snow on the bag of groceries

remember the formula for work large eyes that reflect

machine then does work pale olive body, as a whole, the upperparts translucent
the weight of the pennies is the force they become sexually when the rains return

A tank with polystyrene sheeting shaped like a papyrus plant
to send pictures over wires and with fluid pressure on your skin or clothing
create beast lizards on thorns and three to five females long-haired and stocky domestic egg-shaped red blood
with grass-lined nesting chambers, plates of bone joined to the ribs and ultraviolet fireworks
mouth as beefsteak of the general poststructuralist repertoire with paper labels
the materials of architecture and the venue and shadows of the U.S. songbird

They live at depths in the open ocean of these abyssal plains
sunlight deep in the water for a sound wave to look like stone icicles
sheets of luminous square mile standing and running
a round, suckerlike mouth ringed with a rasplike tongue
its plumage to white in winter the name of the animal's discoverer world wide on man

Dawns of raided hose
verklempt in the lighting
that brings their efforts to water
their limbs in a liquid wall
the stage burned that they asked for
covered in tenderness with iron
downy feathers from neck fluff
adrift on the swing set of the wind
drawing the chains from heavy-muscled water
as gravity rises through the lips of their tent
they hasten into halter and star haze
drink stirrups of daylight that frost never tasted
ungather stones for the finger of canal
pinching the eye's taste for curve
gently at the edges where rubber hums
screens of tumbled hair
glowing mapless in agony of cognition
on the living room's fragrant propeller.

Bubble-nest is bluish; the tips of the spiny rays
the female lays the mince, prawn, bamboo shoots the oil in a heavy-based pan insects, chopped meat, plant
the sun's family of willow moss in our solar system
stratopause separates the ocean in this way to weave beautiful cloth and dye it in grazing lands
he heats one of the pieces into corn cribs to use the metals of the united states
while an acorn drops an oak leaf the moon's gravitational earth
when the valve closes, the foot becomes a hydraulic fluid
as the sea star contracts in pressure of machines made by lumps of rock
said to be waxing because it reflects flat plains
that are covered in dust craters
highlands and towering depressions
steroids, comets, and meteors on disk or cassette tape disgorge meat in response to ritual
the males strut, with wings and tails in which one dog pushes its muzzle
as iris, cinquefoil, cloven-hoofed animals that eat flesh in order to colonize an angular egg
and cut pieces of card stock with a pencil as if they are juggling
wild fuit and nuts flocks of sheep and goats made by computer graphics
an obedient machine will sink into snow
now chew the cracker in the data table
make a mark on the side of the fallen trees, linking cities, twisted vines, and natural civilization

Flea ruffled ears fears man
lurks a laundry trash bag into warmth
crossing my fever with more fur
the stiff paws of a sorcerer imagined
a notched bridge walking with a freshly tossed salad
gasoline air on the lips of a calendar
many hands rising from a freshly opened matchbook
pork belly eyes the frisk of the sea's
cold machinery of lovemaking
bigtime hands on the sheared wool
of a hell-hole's happiest walker.

From the center towards iced water--the spring onions in the oven
supported by springtails, and including beetles and and heat sensors
the mouth of the female from a higher to a lower level to time a meal cooking
swamps and marshes a huge mass of gas and dust controlled by chips
neighborhood sealed inside a ceramic, metal, or plastic thousands of people
edge of the lantern piece by piece, to the mosaic of metallic leaf tissue paper airplane bamboo

Life filled up with bile flowers in the bottle
the bottle zapped cold with answers
tone perfect manifold oxygen plan man
sends kisses into the zone of walled-off horror
bats lashes for the mist of Everest
when orangs stand erect breathing is fed to an inner layer
water on Earth exists as ice locked up
grout from half-marbles wandering lumps of dust
men takes care of the sewage and a red longitudinal band of airstones
the fulcrum around the outer edge of each teardrop in transmitted light.

CAT

She can feel the focus in my love
when I go to ink, and wants
to be near with it; she knows
the chemical force of the rain,
and fears its touch when I've
gone out to feel through it;
tangled numerals in the leaves
drip little down to us
green blood and jittery stems