light pressed upon the page
sky-stamped (three) open windows
automatic is formless until
I like its pause
from the same place
for three decades
of apparatus

in your pauses
the room lights
with you, too
strange words for
palm suburbs
the visionary girl
a hinge in the poem
secure and frank imagery
hold nothing

blind wind
is windows across
an island
wait for dawn
discuss moon
hidden w/ crickets
(tune)