in large part this
considers the
impossibility

of my eyes and a
raw hamburger blob
on the street

under the sun
as visual data taken it
isn’t

dependable
that’s ground meat
the muscle and fat

of some uncertain beast
a blob of which blurs
on the street

seen then I wonder at
an unfocused what and
neuro illogically

struggle due to the color it appears to me as a word
carpet my mind
works

toward this visual puzzle and
so toward a slow correspondence
peering

into the edge of this blob rolled over and
smeared
driven over

and over and so beyond as almost patriotic
a progressive
red

and white smudge diminishing
on asphalt
a grease

gotten sticky and slick
the bouquet of which likewise
develops