Bomb Pupil
'don't look don't look the shadows breath'
bystanders affect fogwind home
– approach 'em –
need it misleads
open
city
at blast-pivots
Chieti
we can brusk you
pollinate
your core bas-relief
shapes cut from steel wool
verbal dischord a fleece
'how alive you seem
but hardly uncommon'
side view
a destiny
'every night i fall every night the dream's the same'
Toothed Whale. A photograph
of Jehovah: weak invention monastic
lack
sex
desire
make a Lion-Man
radiation plump
we lament in such poor proximity
when the tide goes out – naïve & good –
Yet there is a bomb
on this sidewalk
mid after noon
used patience
danger a kennel
the dogs in Heathrow Airport
licking the feet
of the vagabond
security line
our grandmother
spilt perfume all
over Terminal B
oil make the airplanes Olivia Oil Airplane Oil Petroleum
place den of knives grabbing our letter opener
& headed for
the slow revolt
to be alone
but not without
fire bud pupils
an obtuseness
solid
