Beat it, of course. Expanded it to conversation and condensed and made it howl raggedly so.
Beets, how I love them. Roasted and drizzled with olive oil. Adding blue cheese, walnuts, tarragon or basil. Twist of pepper. All manner of beets, too. Once in a New Orleans Restaurant (Bayona?) I feasted on a trio of beets. A beet rose w/blue cheese. Memory is a taste bud.
all obelisks running
ReplyDeletesketches upended
hairdo's aloft
with a memory
of the bayou
rivers that run
through the fields
flowers of green
bulbs like blood