The cypress whistles from the cliff
the blue sky turns gray turning pink
the ocean performs deep breathing
exercises in the kelp grove
1. Trickle trickle
2. Blink
3, Mumbles alongside (parenthetically)
Medieval French Verses
& The Principal Upanishads
The light the air as yet unbruised
& the truth kind of sneaks up on you
like a perfumed cigarette
a long way from the sky garden
& its hydraulic chrysanthemums