Legs stained... stains turn into fur patches... fur patches turn into puma hide ...palaver re escape route... boy’s lips... chicken feather along outer perimeter of lower redder one, with up-and-down wrinkles... too much pursing... s

Barry Wingate walked out of the tunnel. He stopped in front of the barn across the lawn and took his windbreaker off. He began feeding dried com ears into a machine. Kernels of com spewed into a pail, making clattery noises. 

Bubbers was standing on tiptoes, his wily face pressed against the bars of the entrance gate that led to a fine old Kentucky estate known as "Locust." In her fifties—Bubbers had—her— her—

Now coming up on scherzo,
simulated situation based on big, big trouble.
Word good as broken-down bond,

        awaiting arrest
sky-high nonchalance
        walk on by (off orange girder)

The white attic rests
among dripping trees

Centennial of Melville’s birth this morning.
Whale balloons drift up released by priests.