Tell her I bring the horoscope myself
Under the influence of outpouring
Under the influence of outpouring
(what’s left of
not yet)
A Ms. repeating
a line out loud
under a
spell of clouding red
sucking stutters soft swellings
spitting stumbles slow swirlings
sloping moist of wovels swaying:
Swallow
like ‘e best of ‘em, baby,
just
Chew on
it
and spill
it out
Something
to lose
will
suddenly fit
(what a waist)
An eye
adding an I, leaking
an E,
forcing a rhyme, and
this poor
Ms! Taking a land
for a line
of her’s written
There’s a
width
and there’s
a without
and there’s
the weight of it
What is it? There’s a precious diameter
and there
are slippery numbers
Just shake
da dice shaky
and roll
with it There’s
a riddle to rid
one self of
What forces?
A Ms. translating
an english
secret
a Ms. reading
what’s your
sign
a Ms. interpreting
What forces?
all in one spread:
She will show you fear in a shuffling hand
Tell her
Ms. fortune teller! Tell her!
Why
caretakers and carry ons clings
close to
the ground in her garden