jim leftwich, poems, march first 2020, written in 29 Palms

tRaiLing abYss

YeT spOOn-sHaped Leaves oF
tHe pUrpLe Mat blOOmiNg
just tUned la monte mountain
awHiLe you haven't June
cYmbopogon voYage oF tHe
gOat bLeedIng vOices
ReconstrUcts cUbic sOjOurn





Everywhere the moon

oUr LEmoNgRass
PiaNo pLaTter
uNsuNg





Waits already Raining

iN fUture Is On aWaits
My Fish GlUe hatLess
River
hatlEss already iN 
tRaining





Turbidity Currents

gRaywacke
whose
haRdness grauwacke
whose jOUrney
of the dEEp sea seLVes
frOm ocEanic
trEncHes
unusual forgetfulness
were hats apart
motion-fringed
lips of the sea





Canyons Surmised

In fUrNitUre
whOse
White tack-stems and
gRavel ghOsts mOOn
stOne Whose tuRbidITy
cuRrent erOsion
cOnsists of MonteRey
oNgOing





Undertheater not lemur

LimEgrEEnliGHt since
Eek Karmamask mOuSeShit
SpeaKing
tHe fLUid dIALOgUe
oF VisibLe suBJectiVitiEs
forget the poisons
of their thinkless
abYss





Your thermometer the ocean

pEaks lOts loTtery sPeaKing
aStrOnaUt lauNcHed laNdings
riVer to serVe the fOrEst
thinkless erOsion coNsists Of 
mOtion-Hinged uNsUng soJourn






Anti-poetics

tHe LesSer
RiGht-haNded Pitchblack
TighTROpe-waLKing
beaNstaLk
of your drEEms





Gusty winds to 40 mph

To Openly
Regurgitate Inner
juXtapOsitions
SolilOquy stovepipe
qUicKsaNd
bLack-baNded RabbitbRush
Southwestern ChrYsOthaMNus
KelBaker cairns SwitCHBack