new poem just finished...

I just spilled coffee on my                coffee table book.

It was opened                        so the pages absorbed.

Then I thought          I should write a poem...

Then I did some stuff.

Then I picked up a book

on the earth.

Opened to page 104

Something about glaziers, Franz Kafka.

metamorphosis.

google

See where it's going.

page 196

Cliff tops at St. Johns-

Hank Williams mapping

tectonic plates-

272

An aerial photograph

of the San Andreas fault.

wikipedia

368

Above             a sulfur miner.

The hardest               toughest job on earth.

Basket ears-

bending like a power lifters squat.

Bar

across the shoulders-

2 piles of pigment.

How many times I would not want to know.

Earth is a ball with stuff in side.

And Oscar Wilde said:

" Alas, I am dying beyond my means."