the Green Barrow

the green whalebarrow versus a forest ox,
out of the chute into a huge steel box------
now psychic therapy has shorn my locks
&now; future pours out a sauna detox

the barrow was full-brimming verdant,
designed deep in oceans luminescent-------
the box asked filling, the ox born reticent
from hedges of stars unpruned, sans quadrant

pits, crawls, pitfalls and spittle.
stumbles, freckles, scrapes negligible------
quarter minus, stringline, rakes indispensible
tendon, ligament, and aspirin. a little

clod by clump by shovel by ton
ten yards in a dumpster, i'm not done-----
thousands more pounds on the camel's son
prep path in gravel dust, how the west was won.



mt tabor 2017