This is another kind of new one.
This also, trying to invoke a landscape that--
the landscape that he's painting in these.
Ignatz Invoked.
A gauze bandage wrapped the land and was unwound, stained orange
with sulfites.
Under a sky scrubbed clean of influences,
the white light rattled the bronze leaves at the core.
In the tumbleweed choked canyon, a mist became a moan,
became a mantra, rolling over the alkali plains.
Oh, piteous Ignatz, come to us by moonlight,
arch your speckled body over the Earth.