He Tells Me That Would Never Happen
When it happens,it happens into doorstepsleading to another chamberof the throat Last words laughing,their sets of keys janglingas I try kicking down the doorto their empty, empty rooms.
a tulip (the only thing)
you traced purple curve & long stem color extended from you— dyed the room. we dove in what i wished on- to wished in- to occurred, first i / the tulip we read together: be(d)side eyes wide, warriors&warriors where we reside, we felt / the tulip grow through.
Unbeknownst flight cancellations
There is a television in front of the fireplace and I am back, living with my parents. I was never good at compartmentalising. When it comes down to fight – march down to the airport and get them to prepare me a private jet plane flight – I sit on the couch writing poetry & ignore whatever is left of… Read more →
Radish—Radium
the old watchman no longer exists
Body in Gymnastic Form
Hook
buy me a last drink something cold & neat take me through the lobby with the knowing lamps just lit pry me loose a stuck penny I’ll wipe my boots on your nagging doubt & later when you lace your shoes overtip the maid vanish like fog my fingers will invent you on hotel stationary crisp lined paper shoulders eyes… Read more →
Logging
They’ve torn from the back pasture whole acres. I hear the machines working at my homecoming down the long driveway. Invisible behind the barn I hear them; the felling reminds me of years spent riding the tree line looking for downed fence, trees wobbled in hard wind, brought down in a hulk of splintered trunk—but these, unnaturally wasted, splinter by… Read more →
Mundane
Light rays pierce the dense clouds. They crack open oozing daybreak. Seagulls swing back and forth in the air as vines. Glazed in shades of peach, thoughts contort into origami birds They perch at the edge of daydreams. Inspiration rushes in and dissipates with the white tide and movement of the sun toward the work day. Ahead, a broken kite… Read more →