(to woofie)
i had a dream and frank o’hara was in it.
and he told me
to send you that poem
because
that poem
well, it was really an avatar
of an olive leaf
deeply green and
falling from a tree
and of living my life
under free association
and living as variously as possible
leaving little left
but leaves and
leaves and leaves of grass
but you plus what with [...]
