I'm One Of The Cliches That Has

The Poem, For Me, Is Simply The First Sound Realized In The Modality Of Being.

I'm One Of The Cliches That Has Grown Up.

You Can Do Anything, Really. And That, L Think, Is One Of The Exciting Possibilities Of The Present, L Swear, Is The Possibility That The Goddamn Thing Can Be Modaled Throughout.

There Are No Hierarchies, No Infinite, No Such Many As Mass, There Are Only/ Eyes In All Heads,/ To Be Looked Out Of.

The Canadian Voice Is Still Too Rustic.