Came I was way out as it flies
but an easy green and skies
isn’t it? My cul-de-end is a nice, though
it’s like the knot I keep my knickers in
to hey there stay here. Damn right
I’d rather not not squat some pissy asphalt
plot not. Rather put-em-up where I got
to picket in self-defense?
Black Flight
Douglas Kearney
Foundation for Contemporary Arts CY Twombly awardee Douglas Kearney writes interdisciplinarily and has published six books. He teaches at the University of Minnesota Twin Cities.