tilt Ubar zebub, Ezra but lit

Night is day and day is night.

SYNERGY PARK

1.

now that we're going
faint bark in the night wakes me
not in other nights

downed-line-electrocuted;
customers who have to touch

no tornado broke
this house but a straight line wind
the news keeps saying

appointees chosen because
they will hate their public wards

my dragon bookmark
a 70s paperback
blend of two coffees

how a hospital makes you
forget what's not hospitals

language i would write
is all boxed up · there's nothing
stored in my head now

still mail from prairie estates
panopticon empty now

new branch on sidewalk
i kick aside on the way
to my dark gray car

find in the spam mailbox two
student requests from last fall