Echoes of basketball stadiums
a ripe winter and an eater of winter
over the soaked and exposed grass
centuries of winning closed to bids of wimpy mustaches
the fringe of heedless autumn
backing into a high brown rock wall and backyard sand
the pure prime ant hill
for all animals of shelled being to congregate on pinpoint
brought to the outskirts of throttled there with the water
devours a sandpaper face
thoughtful vacuum who consumes in whispers
talk wafer of a pilfered bed's pillow
graciously giving way to a wagging cliff-face
french fries and mozzarella sticks
plunked to the glass table of a raw midnight,
chalk children aching ring's rind.