Pan Dried crust meat
Enlargement of brain
Stomach, heat on,
Whirring time, bleak
Place of endings
God forlorn, empty
Hopings and liquid
Takings by beings
Infrared, blue
Gold-buzzing zonk.
Monks brought us
Mud. Our crunchy
Path mashed,
Lost
Demon blank and
Large looming figs
Dripping sap,
I silenced the
Melting. the molding
Breadcrumbs, the
Gone night – the
Wasted day.
March 28, 1992
Santa Fe,
NM
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