the humor of nomirth

The reef is red with paper
    laugh when you can see it
    laugh when you
    care to

Touch the snow that breaks the
    reef red with paper –

When the crouch of morning
    we saw paper as sky
        humor as riddle

And our eyes became less
    of the other – when
        the large nail

Is hammered by the worn leaf
    we saw
    love as the fallen hinge
        that shivers –

No look more starry than
    stonestare no hurt more
    sheer than

wellfall – this river is thief
    this walk on the pier is hunger
    this laugh as red
    paper –