Piranha
if
you just point at the river
if
you wade in shallow water
if
you fall from the craft they will
excoriate
and cleanse you
the
pure skeleton you write about
in
similes, metaphors, and allusions
will
be revealed, what you wanted
what
you thought you wanted
[RK, 12/12/2020]
Plethora
I
set fire to ‘things to release’
and
‘things to manifest’
twice
a month, I have
22
reams of paper, that is
11,000
sheets, and cut into eighths
equals
88,000 notes to myself
and
the full and new moons
have
I really that much to say?
my knee jerk complicity teetering
on the edge of what you remember
Hundred Acre Wood, alert to the
possibilities encapsulated there
fin-de-siècle playground, watch
the world go up and down from
[RK, 12/12/2020]
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