there's a pantomime

flip the await the
able break coral
schiene chiome
gride it anonymously
dure dure voglio
machined violins

archaism आश्रम
Polish brother hobbit
creased matzoh in
house to house
killing there’s the
past coming back to

sacrifice the gat
specious c’è un guitto
(so I can remember.
how to spell it.)
you have bridges,
you have organs—

coherence makes you
listen in the night.
passing out at tea
time you got apnea,
kid. the mild and the
moderate, mold takes

her consciousness
in the dark and brings
her to the moon.
socks around the neck,
you heard me. and you
might get a glass

out of it when you land

(Passover 2018)