Violence cycles Both within lands and between them… Violence cycles Through lords of loss, maniacal. Leaves ruins of nations dim,

Aches that echo through every land for all ages. Aches that echo through all people that time has e… In old bare Ireland it raged,

Plenty of time! a whole month to finish cases. Plenty of time, But It passed, no fault of mine. A partner? There’s hardly a trace…

It’s not over. Russian, Japanese, African— It’s not over. We think it’s gone, it’s just olde… Don’t dismay, though Love it can.

My wheeled tribe’s steel-hog trip Has now peaked in the valleys of d… On Glaciers, glossed by dew. Stil… Though this frost does surprise th… Bear-grass can grow despite

Runaway vein why must you escape their blunt pr… Runaway vein one would think you would restrain fluidity to blood that flows

Write one a day; A verse that explores all cycles. Write one a day. Structure takes the mundane away. Creativity is viral

Four part cycle The best mark is leaves– rise and… Four part cycle Water falls, pools, to icicles. The cardinal winds always call

Steam rises From falling water’s collisions. Steam rises Coagulates, coats, chokes: Sizes Me to just a condensation

Arbitrary and, I guess, insignificant Arbitrary makes me revolutionary. One time around, for me, glinting