more! i read
more! they said
more! i shed
and on the more
a morrow
and on the move
a sorrow
and yes, improve,
yes borrow
add it on, addition,
the seventeen hundredth edition
is no mere edit
it's extra, credit,
a fold above the folds below
origami swim
a paper moonbeam for a year
every lunar shim
the sliver full
and half crescendo
reflection sun and stone
my bones are new it's seven years
another broom and bust
and less is more and more is more
and newness is the old
feltwise hats and bearded mange
mold is moral's more
decay my life and swallow death
it fits me in a pill
the boxes bottles bartop glass
shattered into more
i swill i swish i swelter more
unsheltered from the mores
let the more in and i more
as subtraction fuels
more and more and more and more
rhythmic more and more
Roman Ryan 