Experimentations in Abstract Postmodernism

"The Grave of the Great Alley of Clarity Cats" by Michael Giardina

Job

I find my mind `round olive trees--
around rain and women who read stories,
writing and rewriting.

The thing to note here: I am the ruler of my eyes.
The one thing that I can't comment on:

Nobody can tell you.

The style of antlers, street sweepers... quite different:
New York City genetics
round and around
and round
and cold.

Do you feel better?

Painful reality is the... standing right here...
like a one morning show in front
of the janitors of the silent auction of
of the universe.