wandering man
brim is snug sun’s Villain, could have been broader, musing scalp soft naked
pious nose begs Far From Sufficient, clockface hat ticking yesterday’s rhythm
light polluted moon a feral Ribbon
pink silence rewards brittle Exhibition; feet’s crunch to nail wafts sugar scents
into nostril yawns’ forever whorl.

wandering man
heavy scentclad boot musk; with living skin could’ve Gorgon scalp flirted
pushed in, sanguine Embracing Fingertips, touched scythe’s ignorant brethren
solace-found hands married to coarse pocketlint, Song Organ throned in bone
shawl near laced from mothholes; unconditional apology sure as Woman’s Hips.

wandering man
children vanish; leave his eyes saltworn too encumbered, lonely Tracing Backs
Heartfree memory serves when lapping butter from sticky hands but Oh Excuses
slips away wandering man like healthful table scraps, At Least Here he envisages the Anticlimax
Until bridal train paw draws forth reverant plum from autumn’s breast; and coward fog shies away
wandering man
gone
unwatching eggshell children ogling morning fruit’s Eulogy Juices.