Never Mind the Beasts

The sumptial colonel is losing weight with Zoloft
& gaining weight with prozac. Wings have been useless.

He walks the stairs to Wonderland.

He’s an eliptical machine.

Fingernails chalk
the walls.

The sumptial colonel has headed
east has
dropped
verbs into
simple tenses.

His marriage loins gone drury.

Sugar in a round
clay pot.

The peace. The wasp. The slope.

Singing nettles under
a black
umbrella.

Behold the no-lid.

Mops
and old rugs
on a metal staircase.