Crooked angle, crooked heart,
Redundant beats and breathy
Waypoints: navigation fails when
Artifice trails nature, each a matter
Of definition and careful schemes;
Don’t call it a plot, that would be
An enclosure, don’t take any firewood;
Instruction manuals are automatic
And words drag their ponds through
A mud that defines typescript by
Its writer: the advantage of calligraphy
Is a sensitivity crowed by the walnut
Road, walked by insects and raven
Snow; pines are paltry stoppage
Colons, directing nails to needle--
Hold on.
Roman Ryan 