IMPROVISATION# 199
JAMES TURRELL'S HOUR

In his clearing
  of the cinder  crater
  at the hour volcano
     inside of a fender bender rut
accessing deflowered color
  fluttering in a horizon
 from aperture  and tunnels
  from Flagstaff Arizona
in a halo of  nature
as in a slow yet in a mature
  infinity  of  your continuing
 whirring art of  a life-long
of designated creative work
 of "Roden Crater"
   brushing in cultural signals
of shifting armor shields
  from spot on dust
      of your color fields.