history of scissors

not a history

so i begged you to write me

a history of scissors

and explain in short sentences

why we have come here

to whom do I have the pleasure

of speaking right now?

to whom do i have the pleasure

of speaking right now?

so i begged you to walk a while

under my canvases

and stare at the scriptures we planted

among the snapdragons

so i begged you to sing with me

out in the pine trees

a paeon to tree birds

so true and so lonely

in con gru ous

to whom to whom to whom

oh such pleasure this pleasure

of speaking or winking

in leisure i treasure

right now?