in your absence
I absentmindedly
eat 2 bowls worth
now riley
it's been so long, girl
same street, different clothes, a dress
yr cat long since passed
that was then, we say
telephone line spider threads
a fly caught, struggles
a single loose thread
arcs in the warm breeze, haloed
bright green maple starts
in a light blue sky
a tree's still bare limbs reach out
scratching a moon itch
my subtle earthquake
bright light and held tight
piers over calm calm
soft whispering of sand sand
cold hand in hand
the roof needs fixin'
says the rain to hire men
ants on dropped candy
gray skies, you old dog,
rheumy eyes and sooty coat
cloud breather, play dead
don't resist the knife
little tongue red sun balloon
a grilled cheese sammich
j t w
hearing with his hands
looking back, walking ahead
a flat piece of wood
von keller creates
her creased expression
an unspeakable knowing
painting as séance
cold called early light
alarm clock poised to beacon
butterfly fly fly
bicycle blue jeans best friend
this gravity that holds me
water from the tap
pupil eyes open
i am in taking it in
dry parchment drinks ink
a warm afternoon
small cats lapping up water
at times, a clock ticks
i study the tracks
made by backpacks through brick paths
and now, a decade
my dear dr. ink
eyes behind glasses
a cosmic culture of blue
a microscope prepped
thoughts crystallizing
form order from alphabet
outside, snow collects
writers in cafes
clustered about like snowflakes
words stick, collect, melt
off the edge of a dark knife
half a blood orange
we ride parallel
synced up like windshield wipers
rain dots our faces
I'm going to the park
to paint parrots on pages
white paper cages
two boys fake war
their tactics all plastic
park pigeons limp by
a necklace placed, shifts,
retrace the steps of caress
grass torn and thrown
burnt toast sits in the sink
still warm blankets dream
unabashed squirrel
a frantic rain wet porch bath
exposed tea leaves shine
i bike thru light rain
the sun shy in the sky, bright thru
houses of shadows
birds the same size as
planes. the skyline, construction
crane backlit, frozen
one snake shed its skin
late afternoon light reveals
galaxies of dust
sea canary sings
frequencies inaudible
subliminal sea
a warmed piston
dipped in honey
hearts beat a path
clouds part angelic
a flurry of birds chirping
free cake I can eat!
the theory of snacks
a table, some empty bowls,
and one shy cookie
leaf, not fallen far
a brown spot on the roof top
voices unwind, wind
