WCW poem Knockoffs

THE WHITE TOILET

so much depends
upon

a cat litter
box

filled with pine
shavings

beside the white
toilet.


THE HAWTHORNE TREE IN FULL BLOOM

Under

thick 

felt 

sheets 

down 

quilts 

thunder 

clouds 

tease 

cold
white
spring 

mid-May




BETWEEN STALLS

the back doors
of the

old stable where
nothing else

will grow blooms
a dungheap

where steam
rises in full

dressage of white
tule fog