Friday, February 4, 2011

Two Poems

On Frames

the see-saw ocean: read mute

in shut rooms: of about; wished
propped myth dirt damp slow
in

walking orphan river
porpoise, on pen
building


Crank

water suit of plunge
the

sigh

your mimes the
blinded tool

should glance

woof wings eat sleep
and
lung it

groan loop shoulder
cheese the floor


Heaven