TAPESTRY OF ADMITTANCE
surrendering to the hybrid text
of cool incidences
poised in disbelief
I disavow the leaders
save room for my money by sewing on more pockets
my fountain contains many holes and the water drains out
the old water is the holiest
I disavow anyone who says cleanliness is fortune for demise
see how I wash my hair once a week and it falls out
go figure that the goats are here
the clams need trawling
what about the kids
I make tuna
light up the stove for potatoes
cook and clean then do it again
each time rewarded by the blessed kitchen
how my needs fluctuate as I become more primitive
sure the sun combs your hair with light
fleeting means running away from the problem before it sinks
kinetic responses are natural
I trawl the sea for god