we learn from water and from robots
leg muscle vibrations dock lines wind picked
like guitar strings oh this banjo mind it duels
a never-ending algorithm all neo-formal
this sonnet heart
we learn from water and from robots
leg muscle vibrations dock lines wind picked
like guitar strings oh this banjo mind it duels
a never-ending algorithm all neo-formal
this sonnet heart
leg muscle hamstring vibrations
like guitar like bird wing O
do legs then sing? fly? [Y/N]
run:
is an early Spring? or
another fool’s season?
all hope resides on grass diamonds
a lone player in the outfield
squinting at the sun