helmets and cranes

the blue standard is
often green and yellow
signs are the distances
applied to mountains
by roads and hotels
water understands
the movements
of an old van
differently
nails pass
their materials
through helmets
and cranes
we road minds
expect the pylons
to be any color at all,
nothing can surprise us now

slow stacks

the orange substance
reflects less color than red
and what water shoots through
a hydrant arrives injured

single purpose seaweed
and drugstore sewer gas
mean that no trees are
available at this time

watch out for screws

don't bury my threads in wood
i'm not here to hold one thing
to another
mysteries are not surface freight
my ideas
are a little more quiet
they travel on the
backs of exposed fruit,
in the work of palm seeds
and water with real electricity
not chemistry reactions
that require your cookbook
humility is not an impression