Thicket

ventriloquism, oh
you wooden dream

appeals
to my fogged wander

dark up 128
and your

unwashed
hair when our clothes
stuck like August to Farmington.

Someone's picnic driveway
I buckle you in
recede into monologue

appear
again, ancient
thicket in Solon, our first.
















Addition

fluent in steering, dumb
farmscape between

a cloud
broken smock to slip from

wire birds if real birds

a station comes by the lamp
or easier, ply

my name drinker
this glib drive; flick it on or off
















Retrieve

ease mouth persuasion

by answering tape you
grow faux east
pioneers

of ourselves of

a rumored living room
photo floor, cue slur

adjunct seed suture, it's
real dark of vineyard wood-smoke
when

roused; this trail of blank
return; reload

wire if real birds return
trail

blank if real blank, all
you who deleted the church bell.
















Climate

discord rings
into swellbreaks
damp

gaps answer easily
then the dewing tufts

bland
pool by signlight
low, you said shhh,

they,
us












Katherine LaPlant is the co-author of the forthcoming 'intentions still artifact' and lives in Los Angeles.






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