this too is stuff



Kant Kant
In that order, dear Columbia
O and E together again, sort of
evol
once the fervor of intelligent design peels off
and finally dissolves
I could handle a theory like god too evolves.
and the story of the carpenter's
walk long the beach
in a dream
with the footprints
out to where the tides reach
down to the shore where we sit
like some oystus
all frightened by sight
of the tusks of the walrus
but hoping, instead
of a walk down the sand
he comes and he lifts us
takes us in his hands
to walk us from ocean up onto the land
to the desert
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old Iron John
the Columns
legba in amber
the big twist
bonebox
a spider
re; sound and vision
O alone, he finds
anonymous and untitled
stopping by the fridge on a snowy evening
they'd eaten every one!
a pea green modified jupiter z

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