Kronos
Two old men roll
in the gray mud
wrestling over
possession
of an hourglass.
Worthy
The last time I remember
rowing a boat I was twelve
in a canoe with my brother
and we drifted under
a bridge where
two figures stood
making conversation
in the shade.
Archipelago
I get stitches
in my worst dreams
usually above my left eye
in a cold room
painted faded blue
with fogged up
windows.
Desolate Glow
Stone dust covered boots
remain the only thing
between me and this
mountain path
where birds hangout
after eating their fill
from the river.
Torrent
Out here as storms go
it typically only rains harder.
The cars slide by in shallow water,
while the morning moon
stays hidden in the sky.
Any Other Summer
The road out of the neighborhood
narrows from people parking in the street.
Newspapers rot in news slots
or on the soaking wet corners of driveways.
I’m too bored with the noise
and the light in my screen
to believe anything.
Stay Close
I pay for cigarettes
with a plastic bag full of change
on our first night together,
and what a miracle,
she doesn’t mind at all.
I smoke one
on the short walk through
the courtyard path where
gargoyles make faces
in the grass.
