Janice began the encounter with a halting engagement of the wrist that quickly became a sweeping gesture. "That's quite a trip you got going for yourself," she said, wrapping her white hand around a glass holding an ounce of liquor. "Its genetic," said Jesse. He cocked his head below his shoulder and smiled at her. The clocks have been set, and we're all bound for glory." He sighed at his own exuberance. Another Saturday run; these rest periods were killing him. "Wish I had taken the Death-Bone-Man when he came courting," she said. "He was so handsome with his dark sea hair" Jesse saw that the girl was wafting on a current of violent wind. It moved through the rooms like furious smoke, then swirled about her in a visible shroud. The motion became alluring. He moved closer to her.
Time is the Simplest Thing . Disciple of William Carlos Williams, Ezra Pound, Charled Olson, Robert Creeley and Anselm Hollo.