what stones are green? emerald. peridot.
She, she, she
the air like a wetsuit: airless, tight. airtight.



Prose Fragment Poem
hidden.
everything's northbound
everything northbound glares,
winks, glares,
huge prints
on the sky, fibres
waving. world.
sell anything, sell anything
the castle
mast of hopelessness. hopelessly
affulent. the billboard
glistens, she glistens
towards her, stunning
comes
the thunder of westbound traffic

just had moving vision that i'd like to become a microscopic creature seeing only close up seeing only close detail, a scuttler in the grass, underneath and in between the sweeping blades, going forward, forward, pursuing unthinking seeing big and never thinking farsighted

scuttling over under in the detailed green barely disturbing the close damp earth