from Let Me Leave it Here
to move & see from that which is temporary & private
They say it’s going to get a little better / Spring is time
itself / the touch and go only turns into a docking / I
was eager for the nets to go up / the cut directly
between the eyes / bleeding onward.
Some creeks lead into Indian burial grounds / to
highway rest areas / which lead to bees in soda cans /
I am led to where pigeons are sitting down / a sign of
dogged invectives paraphrased by flight / total style of
squaring you into visions into how small the morning
room is / how cold of a decision was made when / a
body did not speak did not / like hers / from cottons
pluck.
We made it all out in a field / I had a preference for
cinematic references / the historic occasion of frogs
dropping in magnolias / the late charges.
And little rows glow now / it gets a little better in
Spring / no wonder as to how a lantern splashes the
jacket mittens the pier / I was out last night and late /
I mean it was raining and never warm.
to move & see from that which is temporary & private
They say it’s going to get a little worse / the curse is that
nobody wants to say networking / but that is what this is
/ the position a body takes in knowing death was it / the
nose-running season / neighbors continuously building
things.
Merlot in the mouth / I have to stop using the things I
know belly buttons are a terrible disconnect / throwing
up is general / bubble baths drew great attention toward
/ sticking a toe in the Jacuzzi holes / the rush of
something keening.
Ears pierced at twelve habit of / building ramps out of
mud / stealing lighters and blowing them up / in a
bullhead’s belly the rattle of a bike over the bridge the
portion of loud-mouthing / minimal in the morning /
laying there on the ice crippling slits of wind-turned
bone.
On the arm laid out the fish house I.V. / minnows
cryptic but resplendent / the multiple uses for
something luminous / and it gets a little worse belts are
lost / eyebrows slink below the eyes / and creep into the
bones / cheeks and the bone position / the neck took in
the face taking face taken.
to move & see from that which is temporary & private
They say it’s going to get a little worse / conditions
darken / the urban body is compromised / death is
sureness / sea and forest the same.
And how I drastically reimagine / my youth as one
complicated / by setting / the setting of snake skin /
settling on the lake / the geography of overhearing.
The dock that wants in on the cabin / the woman was in
the hold a mountain / the man a road / arms around
backs / in walking make wings / night swimming
enlightens.
Progressing always with new cracks / at the glance ice
sheets kicked / off buildings / the sky is not scraped / it
is conducted / she dismantled the frame.
Legs are collected close / many spaces in between / how
I spoke slowly through midnight / the failure to sleep /
streetlight lowering / breaking the window of the hotel
bending / unreach they say unreach.