The white sheet of paper
slips too familiarly

into the printer
and comes out blank

White disappears between
the fingers of the painter

and so his clouds turn blue
cul-de-sac

2.

Descriptions of white
are conflicting

but note its tell-tale
oppositeness

It is usually seen
only from behind

White's license plate
is six zeroes

3.

Sleep of course is white
or had you forgotten

Milk glass figurines
arranged in dreams

the vacant pale landscape
inside every night

And the Sandman
with his bag of grains

4.

Salt is
perspiration

from statues
Sugar

condensation
from bells

Chalk is the pollen
of the impossible

enter White's exile
The white ship

The journey
from everything

to nothing
implacable absence

Expatriate White
looking away distracted

8.

The future
according to white

At altitudes of inner space
nosebleeds are white

Vomit
you vomit white

Commit a crime and
the earth is made of glass

9.

White caps
The sea driving

up the coast
and the clouds

the smoke of an
enormous

criminal
hidden in the sky

10.

Snow on the lobes
A thought struggles

but is pulled down
into the dull abysses

The white lip of a moon
smacks too bad

Tabula rasa
Tabula rasa

Here is a shaker
of the future

The moments
sprinkle out

white grains
white crystals

Throw the past away
for good luck

6.

White's shadow
you may have anticipated

is transparent
and it fall from

no sun
but the Moon

Who see it
no one knows

The magnetic compass
points to itself

Idiot savant
White attracts white

This is the North Pole
This is the South

White at the end
of everything else

12.

The day after Halloween
so even death is over

Its paper charms tatter
The season is fraying

This the whitest day
of the year

the day the year
is given up on