what is?

our discriminating nodule
seems bankrupt

this may not be
the most beautiful place
in the world

but then again,
what is?

we commit to
a season of zen nakedness

stripping

poised cool tall and still
like water oaks in winter

s l y

like silver foxes
tossing the snow, falling
falling with the snow, rolling

our tracks covering our tracks



by the boy poets, chilling