June 14th - 6:01 p.m. 

The falcon wife
	with short wings
moves the hands of water
deeper
Richer
where there's prosthetic pollution

An absence quickens power
			Blessings
			and a lye
			run
			into the openings
			of his regulated life

Accidents out-turn the highest God 
to flies

All in the way 
	is why rock 'n roll
	took over
		More will happen 
	when he refrains himself

		Lil' sick tempers
			deliver thy foot
			on their path!

June 15th - 10:47 p.m. 

R e fl e cti o ns
	  	  in 25 / silver b il l$
	burn up across
				the echoed desolates

Many familiar eagles blaze a g 0 , 0 $ E down mountain
with southern coca
	from the roasted wanderings

	A nothing moment
	arranged
			in the valley
	of the shoulders