November 14th - 5:57 a.m.
The breast
reaches
the
chin
next to his nose
He is a cinder neck
in a wreath
the alarm clock
destroys him |
November 20th - 3:57 a.m.
The bowls of mixture
flicker
A twisty corner hose
fans
an aggressive
coolant
with import
An erected crane
in the rear breath
of conservative lingerie
brace lateral
domes
November 26th - 2:15 p.m.
The water glare
by the standing
sunlight
assures anonymity
+ But the campaign
drinks little
|