Hello after moon it's blue blank time
spaced between out and way out
a bout of mind mined for institution
finding only intuition's introduction
the spent particulates of a swatch-
bargaining good time out of the way
the way in the swaying Daoist penny-
massaging sense made of pence and copper-
less slivers of coin aged like weeks
of cheese concaved without a cavern
enclaves missing the tavern where
public house handed in everyone home
home without work without labor without
eyebrows burned away ways ago by
lost attention assertions of fault
earth quaking boosts sitting seated
under lunar redundancy waves after
shave Doritos off the haircut broom
dust panting the sharpened barber tongue
Roman Ryan 