Mindlessly,
I divulge information...

I've been
waiting by the dip...

Lately, the forest is dank
with mussed trees...

I spy yellow horns of corn...
nibbled specks of candy...

I saw a woodchuck wallowing, weeping,
upchucking chucked wood. I wondered if...

Irate I'd be, if indeed
'twere so, that thinking...

In the future
maybe...

She has rolls of insecurity, heavy, languid steps
a confident smile, smartly dressed in red...

I clump you with
the thickly spoken...

Pill, compel,
Parnell, and yokes...

Daughters and sons
(sons and daughters...

All you should think about
is the pressure...