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LLOYDS CHOREOGRAPHS THE I CHING

Think, act. Think think, act.
Think think think, act. Act.
What’s the difference? What’s
Difference? One of these kids
Thinks a lot like his mother.

Choreography and the fish
Go towards and away

The people leaning toward them.

Do I only want to exercise?
Numbers on the boundaries.
Los Angeles unrolls its shower mat.
It applies understanding topically.

Instructions and foretelling:
You will bake a white bread.
I came to look at the cook book
As a species of astrology.

What is decided
By that bureaucratic mind,
Sacred orangutan. Smith College,
No Down
No Monthly
No Parabolic Dish
Tracking the winey keemun
As it circumnavigates your tone.

Milk gallops to the cup.
Light waves imparting energy
To the Names. What is decided
Is marked to market,
The outcry wakes its parents,
They are slovenly, erratic,
To sleep so seldom, to schedule
Holidays of sleep,

Are there other, less radical-of-design Denmarks,
Methylparaben, the baby core of love looks. Sasquatch
Comes out of the clearing but
I have no sense of time, no laptop,
And he’s fugitive in the furze again.