These private things are public. And vice versa.
The way Emily took absolute care
Follow the rhythm, the little chot to triot,
the snow dope,
fallen branches inside startled asks, ask.
Hat eaten in flower stem phlegm,
Catch up in the not gang,
sun of a gland,
a forgotten land inside supper,
toddler anchor father feeling,
something arcane usurping the brain.
it's too easy to complain.
The answer comes with the refrain
the way we take it all in,
the way Saul took his salt.
Don't believe the witch of Endor,
Lay it down on the floor, Saul,
bring it up through the rear.
It's Saul, good.
Funnel several onions through opinions
about such and such
rich cousin in Chesapeak Bay,
a verbal abuse in non complete,
every issue, the late Ramiro Musato,
a track called Embara,
coming to the Oriental Theater November 8,
the radio took over.