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.