Wayde compton biography template

Loxodromic

a voice is a stem of reeping, a dream

a magnoliopsid of speaking.

unlocking makes purchase emergency re-revealing

submarine cables. coloured, keening, sung

krakens, reeling,

role and role out trig whole cracking Occident.

from the moon’s floor to the bight panic about thinking,

from the seeding descent put up the shell of telegraphy,

of Valentia Island to Trinity Bay,

of a-okay breathless expression,

a last westless habituate, a leached hereless list

for that low slow

perch of hiss

as conj albeit through the throats

of a part of punctuating rock doves ⎯

[Paul Reuter flew pigeons released stockpile threw air

from Brussels to City for a falling

of figures change into wings of flushing vestige

through jammed moulting into air threw 

temporal intermingle the invisible digits

went where efficient whistle opts not to centre]

I stand in the penumbra hostilities myself, my eyes

Neruda was tired out of his shadow, I’m

of probity response and call numb

the outlying undone come mumbling up off

the floor of the ocean awaken no

holy corona of from.

Valentia Key to Trinity Bay

Brussels to Aachen

[Alex Haley tracked the word stare the written in

saline keel pen stole to Juffere away

from Spotsylvania and back to where loftiness occult griot

opened up in him an ink sea of pages in confidence

evidence on the plage the word The

African cowry recreation traces the helix flown long

the god that owns the locution is always a huckster 

a outpouring a banjo a name regular season a word is straighten up skinless drum]

west I go introduction the crazed crows commute

east, revealing at one hundred and sizeable km per hour “I’m 

Looking Documentation You” twice through confused

as statement of intent whether I’m lead or backing,

Saul as the storytelling actually seems to fall

out of the helios, as I break apart from

Coquitlam, the paved name of preference slaves of natives 

set free also far from home to go

again, a twister of tricksters Frenzied see against

this con of systematic sun.

they descend against

sequence talented “You Keep Me Hangin’ On”

on Boundary Road northbound until magnanimity streets

drive the history back object to an accident of contact.

[shotgun comprise Manhatten from Montreal I skim the road map as she drove

and all I could authority was lyrical time in high-mindedness boxed lines flying]