The Firth of Forth
Take your ( brack ets ))
(((((and lay them)))) (on)
(t h e )) (((estuary .)) ) ))
place beside me.
Place beside me
feet upon a floor. The vernal lakeside
monument we built for birds
is full of beasts and everything is wrong.
(( (( (( (( … )) )) )) ))
Go on. Go forth in screes and on.
The doldrum conundrum has
continued to grow. (I have to vanish)
( ( (( ( ( ( ( ( for )
(( ( ( ( ( (( ( ( many years .) )
( Goodnight. )
If you should ever miss me, take the boat.
If the boat is stalling, jump and fly.
May strong winds float you, levant kids.
I sing for quarters now, into my hat.
Nothing bad I’ve ever done has been without
melody. To think I almost withered away.
Fealty
Feel our burly backs against
the childhoods.
There is no Canada
buttered in snow
like there used to be. Sister
has no burden. Crisped
spine and you touch my cheek, saying
listen to me, your best friend died in a car crash and I sit
here at my vanity to hold you.
Learning. I’m always.
Learning. You’re never singing on the same
stage as me anymore. We step on
a rural road,
whitetail swamp sandbars close to willow country.
So go, and a going
is devotion. The wreath
is fresh.
The juniper
loops.
Rhythm Trap
Rhombus, they who call it
thistle dress it up in dew, achoo!
The bitch of Christ he was
a shoo-in, reading through
his curses, stinking from his back.
Linlithgow, they rush us
to and fro, towers racing by.
Cash, they take it fast, they roll
it up in fists. Murder, he was
curdled crows, he was weird and
real. Mustard, we were hypnotized,
hoping for a chance. Regal,
my heart was an angel, my
heart was a feral bottle shared.
Daddy, he who threw the parties,
eyes of Mull and Skye.
Mythic, now we sip the toilet,
fatty twisted mermaids line the bay.