a little toy i built while an unemployed graduate student...

	tree branches sweep ground falling brown pebbles orange sun sinking down CD spinning fast thick heavy grey limb telephone breathing sticky cellophane firey tipped fur bristles going down deeper whispering my name hopping brown red wings and legs sharp spines and leathery skin clouds open and wet falls out green smell rises from the ground blue gold light dancing water mounds of black curly briar open, close, short rhythm of tide drier than a leaf in fall trumpeting elephant stomps dancing under the moonlight the bottom is full chair under window a late springtime day balancing the sky white foam on brown sand sharp and clear and light old cracked-open pouch touch slippery cold rock footsteps make boards creak through the open door