A Conversation
(from Methodological Postscript)


will you assume all ontological
brash stream of sweat and Circle K
glow in liquid beyond place where
my longing demands form random?

no, such seething starve starting
crouches so near longing can turn human
assassin round the censorious roundup
of invisible rallying sands and boots



previously published in Black Bread #4 (1994)

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