
IRRIGATOR 

been seeing bleeds that don’t belong here
been willing the big flood
got a good feeling by the dogwood
aggressive by the bellflower
basin of heavy, cove of blaze
a ditch tearing into countryside
resisting tangents so bravely
now, the next laminar pour
the next great alleviator
just having the residue of the night
the controversial midheaven
the one that’s very fenestrated 
better, suddenly, in vines
come at it amber, flambéing light