breath-strapped pages
stuttering a placebo 
of words
in the orchard
budding with green force
branch dew
a cosmos bloom
hawking by darkness

democreatures vox populating general erections

frostlight . . .
a spider web full of 
dark matter
shepherd's purse
I shake myself free
of the roots 
snail trail by moonlight
tracing the calligraphy
of present pleasure
feather clouds
lifting the stillness
of granite
its filled
the emptiness