combed by, entice
TO
As two by two
they go to
someplace
what to think
they mean to
eat and drink
but that’s just
a game to play:
they want to
go someplace
to fuck.
BOX
He means
to say
he wants to
open it
but he means
to also say
that the uncertainty
is strangely nice.
PARADE
Blundering down,
the focus of the crowd
is on the kid holding the
goat by a string.
Patches of grey sky
the window,
holds the light
just so.
SELF-PORTRAIT (23)
Drunk sailor,
being
carried
home,
with hair
and feet
flapping
in the
early Nov-
ember
breeze.
BODY
Is is is it
secret
that we
want what
we don’t
have? The
body born
from some
other hole.
Comfort,
in the body,
another.
BY
By saying “by”
I am saying
that things are
connected. That
they all can be
connected by the
word by. By nature
of being in this world;
by the fission of facts
and nonsense; by the
sense that all things,
by and large, go by
names because we
named them that way.
THERE
What are you
gonna do
there?
THE DOGS OF YOURSELF
Grumpled rumpus
like a ruff-ruff
ruffian
so stolen, so
stolen like a bite
to your leg.
Dreamt of a better
dog, like a lapdog
lady felt fine with
or without it.
*
This is a yard
for dogs, this
page or all pages
waving, white
for now.
A FULL GLASS
Is not half of
anything.
HUMILIATION
Like something
you were going
to say but felt
too stupid to say it.
Like something
you were going
to do but felt
too scared to do it.
Like something
you were going
to feel but felt
too felt to feel it.
THE EDGE
All across the
freeway there
is always the
edges which
bound the whole
thing to its
solid point of
reference. And
purpose. To go,
to go straight ahead,
even if the edges
sometimes curve.
BREATH
no such
felt filth
can be
(under)
the sudden
weeks of
peeing
breathing
like being
held.
MORAL
isn’t moral.
BOOKCASE
The two I have
aren’t enough
and there’s no
more room
except on the floor
for all these volumes.
One more bookcase
would be good,
for now. But not
enough, not really
enough.
APOSTROPHE
‘
AFTER SCHOOL
Guys can’t help
themselves, and
can be shitty and
girls can’t. I learn
this all the time after
school. But girls can
be really shitty too,
just not in that way
that makes you think
that you respect them,
how shitty they can be.
SUCKER
; damn sucker
true.
PLATE(S)
All I wished
was to have
two plates
and enough
food to
fill them.
EGO
There go
the you go
the I goes
green-eyed.
OLD SONG
In here,
was also
out there
as if
out there
was here
somewhere
we used to be.
POSSIBLE CONDITIONS
The division to skydive, forget it. Is that what the other done content with whatevers? Forearms of vision. The city out the name. The tabletops whose territory is size and not the kind we usually talk about. What if I was that hole in your shoe? What if not. The sleepless pour onto people and call them awake. The light in the gauzy awake. Have you noticed all the women who always alarm us with the dead? The little sunshine above the loss. Some kind of idiot. That’s right. Why do you insist on popping your ears like they were pinatas? This is a risk. Pour the oranges in and now sleep. Put a less certain definition on it, just in case. The gate squeaks across the square. The knot could not speak appropriately so the floor was given to the rope itself. How does one verify August, as such, being as such, as such and such? How merrily attention deserves our own attention all the time and how hard that is. This is not the inward but the cause of it. The can’t do it right, so do it simply. Was it difficult to relearn learning as writing and living? Right. Places as pieces left broken on the table for the help to help out with. I think you’d enjoy an apology with me. You both bended down and picked up bullshit, why did you do that? Things like that, that become “bullshit”. I’d call BS but I can’t call anyone as my phone has so few bars. The picnic that was held in the middle of an office, for no real reason other than it being a bit hot out. Family Day, devils all. Visits have been committed. What about New York? Yeah, we’ve talked about it man, and it seems like it’s not going to happen. See you next summer. He gets up and it’s a whole another vicious victim of love and can you feel that? That’s speaking Spanish the way it’s meant to be spoken. I’ll have another Corona. I’d be more inclined to show you my photos and draw you a map. Like making categories like dictionaries. This one is complete or absolute or absolutely gibberish, go figure. I figure the last one is best left for patterns of shadow and the narrative that can be gleamed there. No great grief if fields bend behind the fence. Love it when it is lovely. Locate desire as spiral gravel. The hell with it. Dropping stitches like a treasure map. There were several versions of the story here that never made it past the bathroom. Hold forth held knit. I foresaw a new shape for knuckles. These many things cannot be let alone as alone. These are meant to be managed, conditioned as such things are things and find a way to hold them, yes, hold them somehow like a concrete bass. The idea in the frost and grass. We remember changing light as joy. It’s called splitting wood. And here is the other antler.
