Sit
in sun
sat in sun
sat set sit stop
cloud two times so far
of late big black slug slow
cloud scuds west left me satin
shade so I wait to sit in sun…
Sun!
Too slow
more cloud chart
black sea blue tear
drop ash in ash tray
wait to sit in some sun
soon see no more blue black sea
now sat I sing of sun sat in
Descended:
queer, sad,
out of sync,
small talk
hard
and
porous:
Tumescent.
Filling time
Filling you.
Oberon
passing out.
Ate soft boiled,
flew a kite,
gargled, spat, and
ascended.
There is pleasure sometimes
when the pain sleeps
rests its harpy’s head
on a nice warm lizard
but, promethean
is not a word
that springs to mind
when you are in flames.
This morning as I flood
Your drapeless windows
A body turns away
to hometown night
Grimbeau 