it carries but it cannot hear

dream two dreams

holding the light

fuck, fight, or hold the light.

same tops. new bops.

next to.

peripheral plant

lone tree. lone me. it is poolside and so am I.

get it right, like the price.

arrangements

tabouleau

a month from now a year ago

boots on beaches

heed the headdress headrest

sometimes things almost touch

two palm true palm

if its hard to grasp it must be soapy

nuntitled

to lay to day

I ain't got time to jump through hoops cuz Im busy jumpin' rope.

if I say this is the moon

as dash lick

things move on their own, or with help

walk with me through green, golden orange

logrid

mehwee kwismas

backless and legless

snug-fitting pockets of air

on the coast of my dream hairdo

they are in the world

             found another one of my sculptures while working at the archive library