so let me be clear
about vagueness

remainders
of division
ill fitting
and left
out
digits
countless

exasperated
likenesses of
of the neatly
included sets
fretting
aside
downcast

scrambling back
to the pool
pick me pick me
say the tines
and the hum
ensues

We need so much less
and are so much more

Body needs a brain
to listen more
and less to its own
convince-ments

the lumpy
contrivance
of an
instrument

driving us
all the hell over
the constant guess
of not us

in the constant guess
of what's us
ruck with idea dust
and sticky lust

the crescendo of here
no denouement
your engrams
stumble back
Slapped
with daylight
Take hold
of each other
Give each other
the look
And at once
hit that note
And the day long
I hope
song I am
Plays on

can i give up
in some new way
that is up
and giving
and end up

This arm has insufficient
reach
discerns a small circle of
stone
and nothing from you returns
life

are you the coldness of right
oh
I know sensibility
so
certain of what is here judged
out
read syllables fall stricken
dead

As I   am harvested
on the company farm
while the farmer crows
I am hired on at
the harvestation
to package myself
earn employee
of the month
in the hours
before shipment
I am promised
'tis written
in the disclaimer
to not have to
consume myself
and inhabit
that column