A BIRD’S EYE VIEW
The countryside bore the curves of a river in one lone signature run, like chocolate milk unstirred. Tagged in undue haste, cursive as graffito. The curves, leaning into one another.
ANONYMOUS GLOBAL STYLE
Wherever one kettle of vultures
pivots, expect pan-and-scan, a
null antipathy, more storefronts
emptied like sieves in the night.
FIBONACCI AD INFINITUM
for Father Raymond Abbitt and Raven Prettyman
An entire world can be extrapolated from a series of increasingly smaller spaces. The Whitfield safe cracked, Ulysses S. Grant’s tomb breached, a fallout shelter hatch cast aside, eons hence — behold, more condos.
THE PRICE OF PAPERBACKS
Just another crude obelisk indicting a
skyline, slick with human teeth. Just
a brawl of friezes retreating into infinity: indecorous, improbable. Just a
disembodied perm in an outsize
sweater, leveling a camcorder.
What life demands is our insides
out in splatters, set upon by flies.
Rank, regurgitating ecosystems:
repulsion, helixes, double-dares.
Greenish-brown, slime and slick.