ONE SIMPLE DEGREE NORTH
I met
the histrionic
gulf like
spelled out verse - I dived in both
so swimmingly -
empty pain pointed in - you'll
suck the bark chipmunk - cheeked
millenniums of beauty in most -
carbon calibration - carbon figures
dance titanium tip tones - atomic
type cast - I'll say -
Stanislavski was so right about such an array of things
and I lie on potent metaphors like, your dreams.
it's busy in there - bused out to Dodge
City Kansas - it was nice last night -
busted at your seams -
split pea soup -
syllables there - of
your sin elation - singularity
supposing - a single toe wasn't -
self sucked up - a nation's Sin.
sifting sandpapered heart rockets -
spelling drift tide logs off to the north -
of France - a gallop through night and all these -
lonely hearts - if you must oblige
then, yes, revolve
—Luc Simonic