The Corduroy Mtn. Your Place Has Arrived Evelyn Hampton Blips and blaps of days unordered Everyone's childhood a vacant moon Distilled into a liquid Gives an even tone to the facial skin Muscles nuanced by boredom Fill with fluid laughter Points on maps skitter toward A line drawn by a distant surveyor I knew him or we chatted in a corner previous | next Added to The Corduroy Mtn. on January the twenty third in the year two thousand and nine.