Loam is like shit but sweeter
here, where we'll argue
no one ever truly is,
rock and moss and maple leaf
foraging for the loam
they one day become.
here, where I'd stake claim
to this plot, under the ancient elm
connubial disintegration of
first the heat, and then memory
of heat, and then bones
not broken but forever breaking
down to dust milkwhite and chalk
here, streams of crenulated time
rename corrupt & purify
even the clocks we watch
that name both place & time.
Chandler Lewis
Bumperstickers for plastic cars
I once knew
how to do this.
But I plan to
live a long time.
The slow draw
brings the best water.
If the skin is thin,
the marrow's hollow.
Snakes lie low until the sun's down.
A morsel in morning,
repast at last. Check
book's dates signify
silence or sanddollar daydream.
Her polemics versus
my pole position.
Avenues to explore're
the devil's driveway.
Catch & release and solder the solder.
Allot cacophony
and assert desertion.
Oh erase head,
arbitrate my slovenly distortion.
Chandler Lewis
