Face of dog that
triumphs in our
position. Spear
in lunge among
friendly Crusade
to define leftover.
sentence tied
to rhyme. Rhyme
invents capital. Capital
concludes moral equinox.
Stars survive as reminders
of pogrom, pogrom
seems a little
weakness and used.
Ages go.
People spend
as much as they
can, fill
wells with poison,
expect spells
of poison, learn
reason with poison.
Language
barters with
ridiculous. The moon
where so many
acted out grief
has spun from
zone. Pure poem
means dogs, endlessness.
Star Trek owns
the rites.
Enviable spring sunset
continues.
Warm days fray seeds.
Destruction of
outer coat
will serve ramifications.
Swans juggle
terrific
and glow in the
slant of
afternoon. Dreams
intend something.
Objectivism
made up
L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E.
Language was
not there all the time
so this was
no surprise. This poem
let history
say so.
