Poetry
Moving Rooftop Picture Show w/Buffalos
buffalo rooftop buffalo seashell
buffalo wings against the image of sunset
great jog of sand pipers crammed in a box
mother crab orange dressings
a crab in person cash crab a buffalo you pay
bovine legs in the surf cowgirl undertow
western shehorse sea cow crab of the coast
set to sink and sing cloud buffalo
cloud crown buffalo crowd into me
buffalo soup the color of horseshoe crab
clap trap clam song a wail clapped quiet
shut buffalo boxes orange on the blue
a light square buffalo building big craze
big stare into outdoor theater haze
morning! it’s morning it’s night
slow shoes cool shoes cool lightning
pearly hues cool lighting it’s a show
my in-flight path strayed from as a fire
as a fire boils shellfish in water
witches amid a clump of kelp blood in a goblet
gobs of it cups of buffalo juice of a cub
skin of my fist blood on my tongue
in my mouth having tasted the witch potion
for love brew of the sea cow
poem of the trench portions of moon movement
sleek like buffalo graze on the vast green grasses
slow breath on a hot mug of buffalo
blonde crabs in a cave
white buffalo hairs on a pillow
remember my name how I wade
voice of the sea cow buffalo crab
my shell echoes on a cracked horizon
melt of cow tongue clam crayon buffalo landscape
buttered sea leg I like it on my chin
crabby patty cake my chin on my gun
pool for cows I like to see it boil
I like to shoot my gun
moving rooftop picture show with buffalos
a ghost creeping into the shot
movie of my thoughts on this woman
photographing the space her body leaves
crab-like in her movements
grace of a sea cow or buffalo
a body outlined by pure buffalo sunlight
the wind takes up loose clothing as wings or fins
albino buffalo angel of heaven
sea cow witch with a gem necklace
dives into the the deep blue sea and sand
by the power of the trench and gyre
salt of boil and blubber O buffalo rooftop!
seeded horizon all my idols are tragic
all that crab bait spoiled crab
sand in my drink in a box with seashells
beneath the bed planet of sand and metal
rooftops attracting an orange light
golden buffalo brine
brown beer of the crab barrel
ship of sea glass knocked together who’s there
a slow and secret whisper from the trees
meeting midway between the sky and sand like lightning
buffalo charge bright charge of crab