spill

your fistulence regazed your

bench on fire nor asholine

received ,engazed your hour's

hour glazed and still ,forest

dribbling in rain you clawed

a bush beneath .your instance

blazed ,was fog was itchy shirt

in stream's set drift ,a pool yr

head surrounds .engaged

,degaged ,nor strayed right here

…..where the highway t

urned to sand.............................................