UBIQUITOUS

Images 
led 

from the channeled winds

A canal of birthrights

body.  

Another’s crude fingerprint

On the first to go

Becoming smaller

 

Bruised leaves

fungi

The particular

contractions.

 

Park paths. 

The yellow

slicker 

Others for ourselves

 

II

The cobbled street ran along a canal

A man was going into one

Of the yellow buildings

He hung up his raincoat

Sat down at the chair by the door

And peeled off his galoshes

He had passed no one on the street

And the office was empty

There was a coffee machine down the hall

 

III

Call it hazing

Or a military’s gauntlet

No joke.

 

The 1^st Instance

Entirely undivided

Before you pull apart

 

Sugared cinnamon

Fried dough

Loose change