Alimentary, My Dear Emotion

by grimbeau



Halfway out

mauve porch

some sun decides

to join the party

bins are emptied


rain wet ramp,

hick brick Ha-ha

under tree detritus.


Jackson Pollack

Frolicked once.


In the dry, damp dust,

scattered with cinnamon twigs,

silver Simeon stones,

and missionary weeds,

A mandrake sighs.