Friday, September 13, 2019

              in the shallows
                 women are angels
                    camellias in bloom

                          gallons to miles
                            the night train's
                              beautiful mouth

Thursday, September 12, 2019

           spent fields
              men move slow
                 and smoke

Wednesday, September 11, 2019

                             I am a machine I smell your purple bush I am bereaved

Tuesday, September 10, 2019

      it's a very average prison
      horrible looking things the machines
      lit yellow, greens, obey the code of bees

                      the purse is a wild orange.
                         there are spinal taps and
                           battles in the mountains.
                              an organism approaches.
                                 the falling cranes

                                                       in air

Sunday, September 8, 2019

                     the shadow
                      a body of water 
                       well rowed on

             grey light
               mass of crows
                 empty tree

Saturday, September 7, 2019

                         It electrified marsh curlew