Well, I was trying to stay
Tidy, keeping the 'font' small,
But rain kept falling
And the ceiling leaked
...
Will it be uncouth
To be the wind,
Drinking from a fountain of youth-
Or is the sere service
...
He was burly, thick of thigh,
And could construct
Meeeting costcutting demands.
More, he could write like the devil,
...
Keeping a fit timetable
Is an improbable countenance
For a guy, like me, who has
Been lost, and given up for lost,
...
hillocks molded ancient streams
(we stay on the trail)
at night blue is black
scorpions under the moon are not
...
Imagine, yourself-no, be there! -in a canyon,
Crisscrossed with sharp steel edges,
Rim to rim,
The Grand Canyon of canyons;
...
Raising a glass of water,
Holding, hold tightly and watching,
I get an idea:
Can I think non-verbally,
...
It is not the moon I know;
So it is a false lunar bridge
Above my nose;
Dreams are the sad loafings of time
...
Alone & footless,
Sideswiped on the highway,
South of Grand Canyon,
The boot weathers the rain.
...
Hands are made for grasping
Gold, dust in brown canvass bags, nuggets
For teeth impressions.
Dust trails lead in and out
...