2 buy the book (v.c. via n.d.)

CHOREA

Certain allergies bark hot tea
Handshook each to scramble
Our proprioceptive power
Remaining on the patio
Even after the peach
Amiably swallowed the pony-tailed lunatic



SHALL WE

Probable son only
Enrobed in sunrinse
Rack and roof sail
Crags and question rill
Your remorseless shape
But to speak or hatch
Your desperate heavens

Sweet-talking oracle
Shakes dew to extinguish
Her only son's
Extemporaneous repentances
Strange notes on an alabaster day
Hang timelessly in granges ebb

Early archivists monthly
Lozenge suck at the bow's arc
Low end of a loco motivator
Even I know and acknowledge
Yes, dearest Lady, I sometimes forget to weep