How honest

When I caught you telling someone how
honest I was. How rare.
I wondered and wondered.
I am still wondering.

beneath the wheel

say write
and not know
i write of shining
clouds of callus
of the wheel turned
and ground
til i can recite
every stone on my tongue

birdscrap

Went to wetlands
there are long smells there
tincture of earth
live
a thousand times upon a time
industrial debris as soft and hallow
i stared at a bird hard
flickering bird, scrap, bird

Dreamscore

Train warmed cymbal sky
warmed fluted hollows
A whole pit
practice scales
The score nightly
dreamed