Showers overnight. Coffee on the desk,
Untasted, now cold.
The birds have been silent all morning.
But you still suppose
The world will bound toward you,
Opening its gardens and doors!…
My Battery is Low and It’s Getting Dark
No human programmed
you to be poetic.
You didn’t craft|
a sentence, but
sent data, after a
delay via satellite…
For Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
When I was a child, for a time, books saved me.
I didn’t know the source of danger.
So let slip the controls.
Speak low and soft….
Alone at river crossings I privately ask
that I may start my life from scratch.
I’m grateful no one can hear
my voice sounding any different…
That day I told him I had broken clay models, that I
was born to tired and lonely bees stitching what’s left.
My mother reminded me of her regret
every day, of the sleep I cost her—…
Reveal Your Character
She Speaks Seven Languages faded in green brush
strokes along the door jambs and casing of the
old Mangels shooting gallery from a time before
when a palm reader, Theresa, occupied the space…
The Swiss Alps
A man promises his wife he’ll purchase
a better house by the lake, aware
she really doesn’t care what house it is…
Fear Is Your Passenger
and today in carpool
driving the teenage girls home
after their NYC field trip,
you couldn’t remember
the Statue of Liberty…
All morning my throat catches,
the wind gray and wandering
along the spine of grief
hot from the bellies of howling dogs…
People Out There In The World
On House Hunter’s International,
the television program
where people look for a place to live
in another country, with cameras…
It was like your favorite treat in shiny paper
with a razor inside.
Holes in its pockets, and a screw loose.
The filth so thick, you couldn’t see what it was meant to be…
I Would’ve Done Anything
I would’ve done anything because it’s love, right?
I would’ve clipped my peaches in quarters and
fed them to the parrots hoping they’d mimic
To move in my world as among trees
to belong as a shadow, and aster,
a fern, a moldering stick; or to lumber
among still bodies but remain
part of the whole, to be large…
Give or Take
I inhabit a body unruly and dreams
incontinent and a continent torn
by hands gripping gunstocks
hands taking what they can…
Orpheus Looks for a WC in Vilnius
And finds he must descend two flights
to reach the urinal. His bladder’s full
soon to spasm from gulped shots…
She’s called Gillian.
She’s got brown hair and eyes the colour of a bleached winter sky.
She’s about 5’5, but she’s tough.
My girlfriend was a narcissist…