And no, I won’t be coming home this year,
although I am bereft to hear your peacock died.

After the first 24 hours
the road begins to
disappear.

Crazy Annie walking down the hot sidewalk in July
don’t go no farther than she’s got to.

What have I been disemboweled for?
Where are the gods I was told I was made of?

I strode sideways through adoring crowds, till the day my perfect profile crashed through a storefront.

Nothing could be predicted. Behind the closed lid, the outstretched hand, what streamers, shocks, accordions of foam!

There is a chortle which is the chord of three ideas struck at once: a man carrying a hatrack; a wishbone in the center of an enormous plate; an idiot watching a snowfall. 

   I tried using my high position to make everyone wear little hats. 

Fat trains moved for a hundred years, the river's been
Altered by Republic Steel. Perhaps things only happen
When they stop

A train of little m’s behind the plow. America:
So many centuries thicken its animal sound,
This mammoth that holds us between its knees,