(May 2022. At a party at PJ’s ILWE house, I gave a bunch of people a bus tour. I invited everyone to write a decentralized poem with me. Everyone contributed, at least 7-8 people. The title is my last line.)
ethereal connections like night in my mind
more like word word word word word
am i right
that wasn’t my line
who wants to follow that line up?
that was something someone said once
i will say heavenly in the air but i’m here
cheez it crumbs are strewn around my neck
or if you put butter on your finger and dip it in the dust
that is an advanced technique
advanced, but cold, trembling inside
a window out of these two eyes
the yeah was more punctuative,
like a comma
not the line but more of the yeah itself
figure skating across the latest of my mind
a dream realized
Beatin' Paths ~~~ The journey to the Great American Novel 