Jan 7, 2009


cold bright flakes move fiercely
bark bites into sound
foal a history of elegance
plod the slush that ponds upon cement caul
wasp worm and will will thaw
ward children ill with age sane or no
less than half of what you know you believe true
noon ever twins midnight
deer die
task the idiots of convention
moon conceived then becomes newly mooned
mind everything
keep vigilant and strike true
rest when the least of great evils is you