Peter Schwartz
come pepper the ordinary
earn salt with your hands
camouflage's dirty work
but the trenches are glowing
and it's there that you'll find your
most indigenous mountains
your fauna and fixtures
your dry salvation, there you'll
learn movement doesn't
need punctuation, there you'll
give up that precious separate
the catalog of wrongs
you carry like a scarecrow
everywhere you go, there
you'll see how the heat
of every possible sequel
burns into the ozone with
or without you, there
you'll learn that
truth is only truth
by residue