Aerosol

by Keith Higginbotham

I preached one
sermon              
 
thorns in it
 
the word
            possibility is all about
 
sex
 
without question
 
            at least
here
 
here defines through
                        to the soul
 
steams off in what way
            we’ve finished
 
asking
is unromantic
 
in front of exile overlaid 
with lyrical
                        naturalism
 
of a costume, the air
                        shoulder