fraying moon you held
suit crusted with the
backflow gown muddy was yr
tooth roof streaming liver
down the hill ("Borobudur")
stupafied an instant saw the
target stopped. slaw
arrangement, knife slipped,
oscillation cage slowly
rising toward the deck
S lope
rising toward your moon invisible
suit walks away you think
backflow gurgling past your
tooth rock shiny stream gushes
down mar spreads wide
stupified my clicking lip
target sucked in and chewed.
arrangement of the watch
oscillation buried in yr wrist
rising past the switch
John M. Bennett
