12/05/06 1420-1431hrs

On the high-pixel version
of the new urbanism I guess we'd
be the puff of cloud clinging
to a chalet-speckled hillside
like Col. Sanders goatee--
happy to be in the picture at all!
if not without the sheep's similar
critique of its meadow:
that it is not sufficiently flat,
that objects are not transparent,
for just beyond the folded rocks
--Doughty's "heaps of witness"--
are the proving grounds
where ALL the styles are tested
& hard pretzel salt covers the trees
& the easter island faces of the dogs
glare up from helmets filled with milk.