Orchard

         Orchard sweet
sweet orchard; first
starve
         Increasing centimeter
                     of air. Song
has really no meter and
   faced, remains
once. Escape into uneven   Impaired
   when it turns out.
                           However possible dead
   out into wide places
my original plasma,
   oh counting birds.

                               None
of unconcerns limit?
However can be made on.
Is breathing askew
but to the real sense of sign
                  of describe?,
                       increase “fill me”
and disjunction.

Credit

“Orchard” from Collected Poems © 2015 by Joseph Ceravolo. Published by Wesleyan University Press. Used by permission.