horse ferry


reads this like
English, beginning
left to

east through new
cave's entrance.  walls
warp.  old

tools rearrange
into strange
sculpture


water witch


mast falls
yet       is a plastic bag tumbles
in the wind     searches

for bottom, never
touches is a crucifix
abandoned &

near-impossible to
find as
probable as blind as faith

oxelo


reminds me of the first
time flying way horizon
slants

upon banking
or
guts

arranged upon a coroner's
table awaiting di-
ssection


madrague de giens


is kinetic in her stillness is flapping
wings & telegraph
poles, ruins

of allied pontoons, spears
topsy-turvy - shipwreck
or scurvy?                            no

insurance, no epic
dirge to
immortalize.