Wikipedia Poem, No, 691
in some countries hair
pilcrow blossom falls
she is you remember that
a good husband avoids
a cross
time bothers neither alluvial husband nor empire
husband nor backwoods
husband
nor line them up on my own thread
across
time
i return to my
collapsing honey-clings to my
life my wife that white refusee there and not
the first time staring beautiful you said a fistful
of memories you covetously
having
never
been inside
my mind
9.4% alc/vol my lips do not behave
like the good husband nor the quiet car
away from the
aerosol
kudzu
that honey-pillow goddess pun
