after Mark Levine
henri
your soda your skullcap
fear, unzipping confetti
a parade, spoiling, bleached
an electric quill, a robe, a statue
(a single alp?)
cobblestones and dirt spiral away from plaster
pose held, like a 10 syllable disease
graphite, cardboard, coal all lie flat
on canvas
rings around a grove of thistles
forgetting the machine, uranium, fallout
and the copper voices
the falling vase signals chronic geometry
an acacia dying alone near the marsh
gravel surrounding a nest of resin and clay
under the willow the circuit, magnetic, ceasing
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