production a paean or cant
icle will be the need
pulled bring
ing each sense
a contradiction calls
in lieu of sky
ground to rope
&
within anything must
an end
standing each place revealed
into and is they
sung the empty shine undressed
bp sutton currently lives in Illinois. This poem comes from a series of aleatoric rewrites / chance operations of past manuscripts as a means of writing through the text.
the Tuesday poem is curated by
rob mclennan
No comments:
Post a Comment