Along a southern edge
an immanence of rock
gripped the ground
with bony hands
ripped the earth’s crust
intwain
a creek to bed water
pregnant turn
tadpoles to
bullfrogs
in autumn
***
crazy feet skin
baby blonde soul
slipped shackles
of words
skipped stones
artful dances
a creek to make stone poems
rhyme with water
no syllables to
imprison
***
rock and mind twined
a baby poet’s eyes
tripped wires
unknowing an opening
portal vortex to
somatosensory magic cortex
an inner creek to fish for unwords
flotsam leaves
invisible ink
unwritten verse
"unwritten verse" (!!)