i

thirty blackbirds
found seventeen worms;
four flight,
eight pits of quick sand
and one found a knife

ii

splash, sun beams
and thirty pringles
sit in stacks 
of summer
next to her

iii

to think it interesting
to live when crooks resign,
the worst of thirty wishes
to live
in interesting times

iv

neither sun nor earth
stationary
helix
with thirty bends
interacting

v

five days early
from scheduled freedom;
I’ve always been impatient
but overshadowed
by thirty clouds