Play it con brio, a muscular
iamb, a frisbee sizzling -
as if - into no man's land,
...
astounded, astonied, astunned, stopped short
and turned toward stone, the moment
filling with its slow
...
your heart's tongue seized
mid-syllable, caught by the lava flow
you fled. Fixed,
...
If that's the word:
the song's already gone
before it's uttered so the ear is left
full of its emptiness,
...
Before it can stop itself, the mind
has leapt up inferences, crag to crag,
the obvious arpeggio. Where there is a doorbell
...