A POEM PIECED TOGETHER FROM IDEAS FOR CHAPBOOK TITLES

Absent poems, beautiful insights can be lost to SUBLIMATION
“HAIKUMAR” means yes, Kumar
This is THE SOUND MY TRUMPET MAKES

Looking at the city from the hill, SO MUCH GREAT NOISE
Our fragile existence: A BALLOON CRADLED BY THORNS
Or, put another way, we are CONSTANT DISTILLATIONS MADE FROM DISTANT CONSTELLATIONS

I walk on the path to your SMULTRONSTÄLLE, always
I once lived in the CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE

When you are preparing to give someone a jump, be mindful of the POSITIVE TERMINAL

The non-scientist in me thinks that it’s crazy that we are SPINNING AT 800 MPH & NOT FEELING A THING
I spoke to my mother about THE DEFINITION OF ELECTRICITY
If you examine the SPIRITUAL MATHEMATICS it all checks out

Come, take a LOVERS LEAP with me
I got together with you and WORDS CAME

THIS WORLD WE ARE IN REQUIRES HEAVY MEDICINE
(Sometimes an ELECTRONIC TONIC will suffice for a bit)

There is a poster I commissioned from a genius artist that holds the important name, WOLF ELEFANT


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