Author Archives: Roman

When my confide mirror cracks
I need Karl Ove's writs
letters to the ever there
irony the nits

aspiration aspirates
on the airless page
spaces septic separate
revelation rage

needful honest matador
sworded as the bait
reddened faces growler boar
beer and pigs and fate

all the pieces fell apart
on the Pynchon rain
back together finite jest
fishy water pain

merit chords are not the letter
nor the number line
stand according to exposure
naked staghorn tine

wriggle ruggle winter bones
picked until the sea
rattled wrangled sinter tones 
pressure cower plea

fear is worn by metaphor
analogue from real
as I wonder who I'm for
ask emote reveal.