4 march

on the way to soon i stopped to pick up else but the groceries fell from the shelf into other and suddenly there were buildings to be somethinged into meanwhile and the buildup toppledown trickling through schedulewise although everwhile eventhough i could see through in snips and glimpses of the hopedfor soon and the moon rose and the growings-on cattled like calls and roostered like crows waiting for the roster to go up and settle out the scores exploring who would be and how would know: where will all those rutabagas grow and who's the pumpkinest fair of all to take the mirror to see the wall? with twists and tales the fairygoround the potential found its way on through and the useful truth full and easy slipped its cheese-colored fingers out of locked pockets and back from the grill spilling over and giggling under the startled masses yearning to have brunch once the prayers have been rugged and the coffee's been mugged: we are matching our catches and kettling our corn but the scorn for the notquite is a big bite still to swallow -- where's the wallow and how to get out/ out the exit removing the doubt that it's an invitation to save a nation of wonderers and moving forward into the doing drinking up instead of just brewing and this is not to say this is just! to say william carlos williams again eating the plums humming for forgiveness dear flossie between the sheets an icebox away but play onward with sense but get there to soon and care and dare to eat the peach the plum the thumb if it's all you've got a troubled fruit perhaps but lapsed lists sink hips and the fleet flies faster when the ocean's made of currants making waves catching saves and tossing strikes running races swimming bikes and these are where the soons go juicy as the scenes know fresher than they come