Friday, July 31, 2020

Crime: The noun to which much is given. 
Can you spot the q and a between shorelines?   
While in the time-motion garden, a parallel door banged thru the night.   
Next morning I hugged rugged trees in the upstart foreground,  
Our encampment after, ridiculous, you guess.. juxtaposed,  
 
Anglophone, atonal.. fuzzy. It’s so. We know it when we hear it: 
One expects a clearer message for individual agency.