throwing something
in a box,
hats and shoes and photographs
I only want to elipse
boxes can be useful,
so it’s like I’ll write
this poem
and call it a
p o e m
and throw it in a
b o x
expecting
action – like
when she asks
if that works
what about
I like that
and would
cummings be proud
of this work
and the b o x e s
c r
e
a
t
e
d
for those who are
(n’t) very good
with prisms
and
light and
sex-
in-verse, but
still
want to make putt-
putter-ing
master
pieces,
engine chasis roar
sputterclutterpop
saying
Happy
without the and
not used to
this
much
kisssex
smilegrin
goodluck
yet
still seek
the horizon.
