in three phases

By banalasanything

based on words and blank slots

object had pretty much ceased

‘a punchy line about a vegetable garden.’

never not visual any more than not aesthetic

the part of the piano which holds the

imaginative excursions, wind-swept lovelies

hidden confusions, dialogia. everybody

wants china to fail. critically – good

flour can make good bread, swinging-

and-kissing, chunks of language.

go for your life, my love. Alice safely

sleeps upstairs. nice to see you: Homage

to Ted Berrigan

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