Water On Mars
by Heikki Huotari


by Robin Wyatt Dunn, with Perchance                                                                                                                                                                                                                          


From the moving sidewalk some are culled and some can't help but watch. Not cited separately, one of three rigid motions is a composition of the other two. If you would love the spin but hate the spinner then consider: if it spins then it's no lily. If a judge in mufti holds his tongue or on a lonely road at midnight I'm the subject of induction I'm half man half algorithm. Call me ill-equipped for shame. If it perturbs you so much why not simply change the channel. If the pope falls in the forest is the pope insane. Sometimes I'm motherless. Sometimes I'm tending to an upper or a lower bound. Sometimes the human pyramid gets up, puts on some water wings and walks. Some exegeses are specific gravities of holograms. By the electric eye no motion is condoned.












by Robin Wyatt Dunn, with Perchance                             



Heikki Huotari attended a one-room school and spent summers on a forest-fire lookout tower. Since retiring from academia/mathematics he has published poems in numerous journals and in five poetry collections and has won one book and two chapbook awards. His Erdős number is two.