American Scree 19 (erasure / blot poem #66)

He demons in language.
During his compositions 
not to cognition

The letters instead

The letters
kind of flashy
correspond to kind
of potential colors,
whose called for colors,

high pitched
evoke
image

lights imagery,
a whole kind of city
distanced from

emphasis on his
bold language 
of commerce.

What I’m Reading:

Every day there is a little less moon in the sky. No detail
too delicate to be obliterated.

— Anne de Marcken / The Accident