So-scape

A crater, an obelisk, and an ice-breaker
Together. A Hunch :
the wince of a dunce in a windbreaker

It’s a crimp in the rib of the sky.
A field of bumps.
When you tell the class what you really want.
Landscaping the shells and limes tone
Trimming the hush
red earth
Pitched reeds and varmint.

It’s sweet a TB (bucaholic) heart
Crushed and twittered, pasteurizing.

It’s an ace, three sleeves, and the jack of Kites
It’s Mink, Mate. herald mossy
Check against
the two sands and the nine of hairs,
Mate.
After God and Greed leave lonely rooks.

It’s a piece of land,
Pushed back and pulled forward by fog and light and
Tonight, Night.
Of floral and faunal fruit, Praised rain, cursed hail
now close
I went to second base with that earthy Bi
Itch and have been stood up and walked out on since
It snowed. All that time. Ice
Nowadays
People are not very interested
in igloos.