proposition
for instance ducks in a row it is a
necessary thing all things considered
especially when the night turns white you can't
hurry up a white night's blessing at three
twenty-seven in the morning life is
expensive as tick & tock kerching! through
the hedge & something is always ticking
louder than time how bad is the day is
the world a bad fit do these words hit your
head with a bang? the world is fitting it
froths at the mouth but order itself costs
zip you know ducks in a row for instance
proposition
you speak in scare quotes unsettle the air
with your "sad" & "dilemma" like running
underwater & pretending life's a
dream like nobody likes you like when you
wake up & everything's huger & less
weak than you you keep your feelings in an
epsilon-net flip like a fish when you
know you've been poked reach out pull back count up
to ten disappear in a poof! of smoke
again you wish you were solider then
skip! skip! the quadrangle is painted with
circles & worlds she wants to be happy
she wants to be people she needs all her
little emergencies now if P then
Q & if R then S either P or
R so either Q or S goes the bell
proposition
the extremities of a surface are
lines a horizon's task is to always
retreat walk the pier its planks fit your feet
like shoes walk the pier let the water top
& tail itself & the pelicans hang
in the sky this is a day to test all
things this day is divided a light busts
through a corner of cloud & you are caught
it is time pack up your aliquant heart
pick up pen & return to lover &
home poems beckon in states like this the
extremities of a surface are lines
proposition
not everything concludes sometimes the sun
at the end of day remains somehow in
brain you wonder then what is cloud & how
the points which needled so extend instead
to love love points to need & laughs love is
that which has no part but circles above
your rational heart in continuous
deformation let yourself into sky
let yourself climb the immeasurable
spaces look you are a starling one of
millions in huge murmurations moving
in time to joy you are a bird you are
air your joyousness lifts you up & a-
way from world & you pause in this moment
of relative momentum this moment
of force & the drag falls behind like a
dissipation trail & dark doesn't fall
at all a switch has been tripped someone has
turned on a perfect light someone has found
a door leading out of a night the way
out of night is lit like this & many
doors open & not many close & love
no longer eludes you reductio
ad absurdum not everything concludes