Technique whittled to a spear prongs earth

as tabby night filters a soaped waterfall of recollected words

jammed in a shoe, prudently

It passes on a cloud

and can’t fit in the photo

that dissolves trusty leaves

that feather bright and soft, as if a picture’s jarred time

where unlit books ramble into dream, sleep’s pillion

levering The Anthology of Fireside Chats

away from the grate with an heirloom poker

or more exactly, some crimp heater sloughed by the street

Fill the chute’s leftovers, a mug’s trail of relenting principles

wired to ankle, currency lass in a jumper times the curfew

a ball of discomfort on a vintage beanbag

while daffodils recite – preamble: body-as-quest

tougher than a table of elements in pin-drop pause

Adjust the sigh track near a convocation of analysts

A remix swims over a screen

Talk: plastic