Part Of Things

Friends talking at an outside tablewhere the road is within earshotand the passing cars salute themwith their presence and remindthem where they’re goingafter dinner.I think about it all the timethe corner streets whereI could walk if I was blindand spun around three timesto test if I was joking.She talks about penguinsand the dogs that we […]

Hale

I have heard enough out of youin those small orders barkeddown spiral staircasesechoing off the brickagainst my ears caughtin the gears of this machinery.You look out for youand I do the sameand we pretend that thereare no games in betweenthe way we talk aboutour nightly dreams.I want to stay out of the deserteven though its […]

Break Away

Two mountains without snow,because there low comparedto others that you hear about,have waited in the distancelooking on.I try to bring them back againand cast them against this brick wallI am faced with almost everydaywhen I am not awayand sorry I can’t be there.Lily pads are never quite as perfectas they’re depicted almost everywhereyou see them.In […]

Dust

I like to dance with what’s impossiblebut she moves in ways that make it hardto focus on almost anything but her.I’ve spent way too many summers in the wakeof what I wished was still the winterbut it ends when it ends like alwaysand the whole world just pretendsthere’s nothing happening.It’s all so fragile like a […]

Never Never

I’m too much,like a box full of old memoriesyou cannot movewithout getting someone to help you.I’m the music way too loudout of a speeding car that’s passingthrough for one day and it’s ruinedfor that moment I am there.I am the rain that fallsat the worst times and my minimumhas always been a storm you can’tget […]

Linger

The windows all are broken outof a beat up van abandoned in the desertand the scorpions are already moved in.There’s a spaceship in the living roomand the grandparents don’t knowwhat to do but keep on saving moneyin their pillow cases.That old stallion won a hundred racesstuck on both ends of the oddsand met the gods […]

Slice

She cuts pineapple with a knifehanded down to us by her motherwhen we moved here in the winterand the snowmen looked likemonsters made of waterat a point of indecision.The crows watch for usand wait for us to leaveso they can pillage all the seedsleft for the squirrelsout in the backyard by the treewhere she would […]