Gestate the mind stream
And heyoka the kidneys
In buttermilk laughter
A pigeon of grace
The gone, gone alabaster
And opalescence in the air
Like a dory in the taiga
Gossamer thoughts, gossamer wings
The panoramic eyelessness
Before crustaceans the archetype
And wild dogs on the steppes
Like smashed yolks
Because of forehead midnights
The dusty vinyl man
A cricket in the trash
Like a white pine in the mind
That is silt through the fingers
Like the torpor of August rains
And beatific abdomens
The archetype of the coastline
be universal 