giraffe hyde constable heckling painters

i guess i just prefer buck henry

to live inside a cardboard 

paper towel roll and when you

think about it

amorphous and blossoming ham

is stretchy in the worm hole

the larger ones where once

the great civilization of mole rats

had flourished without

some reversed engineering

of calligraphy rendered 

in deep indigo sausages

of small conical beads

of lapis set slowly drifting

in aspic not that buck

henry ever played davy

crocket who's well known

for his luminous scars

of bear claws

the main idea is that

if narratologies were

clustered in a string

it might be threaded

into some other 

adjacent string

or through itself in an

earlier location

i guess i just prefer

for buck henry

to play benjamin franklin

getting abducted by

aliens on a dark

and stormy night

on the deck

of a huge wheeled

prairie schooner

somewhere deep

in the gazelle thronged

grasslands

of antarctica