I forgot how much I've missed her. How long has it been? The slippery road? The end of the world? A beating of wings and she's gone. . .
But I know her, I've always known her, watched her lick salt off the rim of a margarita glass, seen her float up around the ceiling fan.
oh my eye,
i do so hate
to see the dancers pixi l l l ate
but still they try to entertain
with those stray parts that do remain
oh my, i i i
When you went silent, I went blank—in blank
who'd ever notice you (...who?) were gone.
So dark you'd never know there was a beach
'Cept now and then a wave lights a cigar.
Parallel Parking My Brain
squashing my mind into business casual, do i back up my thoughts and parallel park? or circle them around the block?
if only i could circle out to a wilderness park and lay my poor brain down, parallel to the ground. without a seatbelt.
feeling for the edge
to be sure i am still—where?
...my fingers slip
(for Revel Paul)
steel buildings in bloom . . . hidden
blossoms scrape the sky
don't tell the
how they pollinate, opening
their windows in
trying to turn gold, combusting
by the steel plant - a secret
city of flowers
Elegy in the Sand
why did she have to put shoes on, go walking on, out where the tide sank
her footsteps would drown down for