wordplay
Tagsouthern harm
rabbit, can i just say
Doll, Dole, Dollar
….I was a cucumber … was a grape … was a pickle …
Eden when God is away
ecause they’re given to impulse and to dilly dally they were angry and starving and like cracked out procrastinating the chow down.
Misuse
Gonna misuse the word “catachresis”
to make myself look smart, misuse
the word poetry when it’s flash
An Imitation of John Berryman’s Dream Songs
Bleak as Jarndyce nights have to me grown.
From Form
Living indifferent.
Another harmless genocide:
something small, something large, something spurious
poem for bob in lost in translation
is she your pink haired psychopomp and circumstance
Fenestral Cline, or, The Minor Disappearance
why not lithe knot will you disappear k/not