Tuesday, March 25, 2014

go home, lillie

it further cheapens this pointless bond
when you try to make contact
all the way from sunny brazil
where you are not
when you know i'm here
mildy irritated but no more than that

Friday, March 14, 2014

crafty

on a walk up a hill i spotted a tree
and in answer to my gaze
it seemed to me the tree stirred

as i advanced
the pollen spouted and swirled

by the time i reached the tree
a whirlpool of debris enveloped me
and i stopped in the center of the vortex

while i waited it out i entertained this thought
that i might be a witch after all

Thursday, March 13, 2014

diorama

corner office, windows on two sides
imagine how small the dust
on the permanently dusty blinds
a small struggling plant, a standing lamp
with a tiny light pull
detritus of an orderly librarian
the miniature lanyard flung on the little table
it's usually in the left-breast pocket
of the short-sleeved button-down shirt

Saturday, May 18, 2013

wild thing

you're not the stalking leo you purport to be
rather you're of that subset of wilds that is reticent
your reverie interrupted propels you into the brambles

you might be a lizard disinclined to quit the sultry sun however
self preservation drives you under a stone until the coast is clear
you appear vulnerable not predatory, dear

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

steppin' razor apologia

these are not dangerous that said
there are reasons good and small
why we don't bridge the chasm as
an acquaintance puts it, the hill
between us as you put it. to bruise
easily and bristle often is to prefer
obstacles to accessibility. now this
resembles a resume i'd hand to
prospective confidants, so here


Wednesday, February 13, 2013

moored

i considered writing goodbye somewhere small
on each page before tossing it in the bin
but that would be extreme
and i am not sentimental
still
it might be a step toward saying goodbye
to things that have worked hard for it

Thursday, January 03, 2013

a twist in the plot

there's something wrong with my knee
and though it sounds absurd, i think my ears are in on it

the thing i've been waiting for have you?
that determines how we ultimately fall apart

my ears for years a source of persistent suffering
if i'm not mistaken have made a menacing connection

their obvious fundamental differences haven't precluded them
from forming a subcommittee to plot my denouement