palmetto forest

palmetto forest

not everything can have a swallow tail
but each orb weaver we sees increasingly more
splendid and bigger, and each with a baby. the
private mushrooms look like wet Styrofoam.
cypress squid skull-roots growin up spike out.

what induces a tree to grow in its shape

is in your hands in me now. above the lily pads

leaves like great phonographs grow green as

leaded stained glass shades, lit up by a sun

unrelenting as nymphs innocence.
i cry foul when i find

the fig leaf is made

of pleather.