Would that confounding punctuation made
Familiar be along the base and pane remote posts
Of blue along the gray base and pane emerge
Tongue and speech in not quite squares
Lined casually evade a question
Distort the plane a naïve fracture simultaneously
Made naïve connectivity bodies in the guise of gray
Wisps some contemplative impulse no quiet blue
Negotiation unconvinced of shade all angles
Of the thing articulate mind’s weightless trouble upon a leaf
Satirizing human flesh an old note recast in previous framework

PABLO LOPEZ resides in Providence where he writes brittle lyrics addressed to emptiness: Like charcoal in the hands of a fool—it cannot be helped nor should it make flesh malignancy’s ballast.