words that come to my head with spaces
betweent hem like snowflakes
homeroom. In grade school everybody
had thick pencils you couldn't eat
unless it was lunchtime or snAck time
and then there were these triangular
conic sections full of frzen orange juice
for ten cents, you had to have ten cents
or you couldn't have one, bull honky
you are a figumnet of typist
its eggs and baconese tonight
she bveat me at monoplou three times out of four
for poets who found their way to olumpus
kittle ;little was a tiny litte heroic kitty in all your future books
she represents light and justice ad maybe nervy democarcy
the rattle of silver glass sliding down the evaporating pane
scared? I ai't scaired, I was taught how to do this in poetry
flew up to theori draftless aeris
pulling everyhitgh up and combining letter in no particular order
the sand pile is growing higher with each delivery and rwe can sit on top like mountaineers and peer into the nieghbor's backtyard they have a scruffy dog named joed
who pees in the pool when he swims, like their slick-nosed kid hjeffery, who won't stop wiinge til they all go inside and put him down for a nasp in the exhausted sun. the pool sits gazing cooly at the sky, it's had enough of this life and wishes to go under, its waves are like dog bowl waves, and as tierd.
