Staid misdemeanor

The typing of the times

I sit still with my patterns of self-reluctance and do not dance, do not look,

Do not breathe. There is no other way

To tell you how fire can impinge on a surface

Than to break it still. And wandering off latently,

Situationally, in due lament

With my weirdest stuff

Are the publishers.

So they like when it’s weird how did anyone come up with this?

I don’t want to be an elephant in a circus

I want to be a heron on a river delta.