cow cow cow onesies
ringing the tree pre-
storm:
time being
tambien
the form of a thing is the thing
eating at the ground, says I dot I speaking
betwixt clumps of fescue
flanking the steps,
in accordance w/
C. Olson, kind
of a cow himself, six
ft in brown trousers
how now he isn’t
WHEREFORE
Little Sparrow, you may land
on your pleasure: tying
your tie, spendthrift, any-
even backwards
hashmark is timidating
& if I do not finish
looking at you,
then
if dangerously perched
on the pond
then
on birch or cowback
with this whipping
the skin of it
on the fly things
resist
well enough you do
not say