Poverty

ask the horsefly how
it feels to buy wings on wel-
fare, die in toad wung

Celestine

even the moon dug
its own craters with teeth of
excreted white light

Forget-Me-Nottingham

the sofa cradles
your sacrum, heart of ass and
hard of hearing me

No Detergent

find me pantless, here
in the laundry room, where "clean"
is a dinosaur

Salidious Folktale

'land here,' says Rabbit
Shez, 'I am horse-pill and hop-
leaf.' Fall is over.

Mooing for Gertrude Stein

sunglassed, dis-assed her
under where she blushes-- there's
a cow in my pants

Myth

in the hay-bales, the
swallow evicts its eye-stone
into earth-toilet