Big back yard: poems

Directory of obsolete securities.

Milkweed.

Report to the Bishop.

Field work for the afterlife.

Wherever you send postcards.

Excluded from frescoes.

When I looked next.

I will draw you the picture.

When the time comes.

Dispatch.

Hand in the repertoire.

Best regular window, two dollar chair.

Symposia with empty chairs.

Report to the Bishop II.

I do what I did last night.

Boo of songs.

The yhole we've been digging.

I hope uou will take seriously the suggestion of undressing.

Further notes on orientation.

I took my own advice and slipped away.

And not flying.

Since we hardly met, all this waving is a poor goodbye.

As luck will have it.

I bring you the drawing of lunch I found in the lunch room.

On a night like this.

I keep asking for my life back.

Commencement.

Northern landscape.

Snatch it back and hold it.

Abstract with memories.

In love with departure.

Service road to the interior.

Au bonheur des ogres.

Empty cloud's former hut.

Minding the store.

The second act.

Just this once.

How much string is in the world. Who has it.

To sleep on the porch.

In this kingdom.

Bonfires and every joy.

The impression of elesewhere.