Noun that I've been watching (50)

tank.
blended something sleek now cloud within.
the moment quite impure as expert knowledge would bestow.
inclusion dusts the premises.
it is white where you have premised clarity.
the noise of an infatuation cancels a precise stream.
penance supposed to clarify makes north marks.
there are reasons just as there are rivers.
there is a hoist function that has to do with movement.
when we hold we change.
take this one statement and charge to it a fence, an altar, matter.
simple as that.
a blank plot.
these holdings.
something to receive within a park nicknamed encanto.

Noun that I've been watching (49)

eyesight.
hers I mean. its temperature. the hilt of under-
standing in the way
of how I read it. with my self-
determined fluency that I suppose equals
full clarity.

how she affords her watching
safely me although she is not looking
at the surface it is as though
she sees through that place.
she sees past that and every
hunger. she extends her happiness
to gather also her unhappiness
into no forecast at all.
because.

pivotal quality of formulation breathalizes
improperly assumed stasis as if
externals made of
our interior mere victim.

she can get out
of anything
she tells me.
I have already declared
this to her.
our agreement is washable
blue yes?

all over the planet all the scars
mishandled over miscommunication
have been healed for this
small moment seeming
on the outer edge thoroughly
unmomentous.

there. I've said what I was
seeing this for instance
and it means concurrently
the everything in nothing
of humility in overtone.

Noun that I've been watching (48)

nerve.
affirmed in
visible palp
as if (and) only
(if) nine times
out of tenderness . . .

the bluish wash behind
the text
the text lui-meme
the overdose of consonants
the few vowels
the infraction

every concrete notion
needs an article
yes? proof to introduce

the main stage
main sail (oops)
the the the
portion of once
viewed makes
semblance sense.
with tense diminution
of the cause
still in effect.

Noun that I've been watching (47)

lamp.
is golden exactly
this?
furtive stretch
into the dusk and window
feel. a part of
(gravity) youngs
the way through mystifying
daylight otherwise.

song pro-
forma yarns
its way into
the status
of a festival.
yours separately
in a small
far-reaching
innocence.

incense allows
pearls of a sentence
to be felt
on skin
(within)
the sense of
thirst smell.

all over the globe
window after window
forms a layers
of contrition
or unfeeling
ventures
into meadow after
sparse place.

allow thus
a little of stored
tributary to extend
beyond this small
circumference
of light.

Noun that I've been watching (46)

facebook.
if I subtract virtual acres
of my pores, and feign
a limited sphere
of simultaneity,
then spokes from
the presumed hub
may attach to captions
about to be hatched
seemingly by accident.

when I wear pearls
they are sea pearls,
and you can't see them.
how is it possible
to relate in any manner
that makes sense,
and why would we?

mostly we are nouns alleging
we're affixed to verbs,
to the extent that we are verbs.
if the mind appears
to be awake, declaring
what that means,
we may reach out and inadvertently
touch, to the extent that
it will mean something
past, present, future
or some retrospective
point of maturation.

the downside of this
devotion to chance methods
may mean something
planned to the extent
that no one is
a full participant
in anything.

we're hinged as if to form
a surface synonymous
with an event by virtue of
the palpable endowment
of a visible thing.
with all of us here,
what is there
to retrace, invent, explore?

what weather translates
to observed indulgence?
does the mark left on virtual
place continue to exist
apart from individual consent?

Noun that I've been watching (45)

floor.
children run in little packs across the floor above my hotel ceiling.
unspecific punctuation muscles its way into my thought processes.
fresh weather makes the desert seem a midwestern transplant
to the matte finish of grassless tan.

the more the evening starves itself of sun,
the louder are the points of information
that from some dark distance
form a line of code
I cannot translate now.

baseline data pave comfort on the unsuspecting psyche.
from there, each cell's naive.
night, meanwhile, offers treasured space.
dream's own vocabulary plush with need
and a response to vast misunderstanding.