key sauce

7 people wearing bowler hats

is a silent wind blowing through a

flooded bathroom headache d

rips from windowsill ,outside a

dark red sun setting ,,,leaves ex

plode a tree or birds

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)the ear's polyp hears a

stone tongue's water s

leep b illows outlined

syllables hidden under a

rusty lawnmower – misreading

Ivan Argüelles' The Destruction

of Poetry(

of a locked bus is an automated

dentist office the chair a hangar

empty of planes

written on green paper a

pocket of coins and dirt on red

paper a flashlight falls out a window

)dirt fills bathtub

sleeping lawn

bird ( ( ( ( ( (

changed my b read in

habitation change the

liver leaking in my hat

keys gleam in bucatini my eyes

swim and sleep in sauce