due to the disciplines of scansion

Due to the Disciplines of Scansion

I clambered through nettles and blackjacks, because

adrift in an air of charged significance, doubt struck

renegade theologians who postulated the existence of numerous

refugees in strange countries. I shall live for the rest of

a normal family with three siblings, a Weimaraner named

and full of wild forms and sounds that were confusing in their

turning silver with the reflection of the moon. As they thickened,

only the cicadae and a distant pigeon sang. And past the

three or four occasions when distrustful collectors had

the wood drying rack where hung row upon row of gutted fish--

merely some memory of something once read, probably

that's as good a place as any to start.