Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Inadvertent Pick-Up

I left with you to take a walk today
but three of us came home.
Perhaps we ought to be more

careful when we roam
into the cosmos like we do.
Although we rather like it now

that we’re no longer merely two.
Who knows, perhaps tomorrow we’ll
turn into four. Or more.


Tuesday, December 30, 2014


Eventuating circumstance –
attenuating forms –
Existence’ cool response to us
eventually warms.


Monday, December 29, 2014

Tell Me Everything

Distract me with exact abstractions.
Tell me how, although we’re sure we feel its
pressure and its call, there isn’t anything at all.

Justify why blueberries get into pies.
Illuminate the nature of erection in the penis
and the geodesic dome. Surprise

me with an untoward unfamiliar sense of home
so I might fathom how to love it as you love it.
Tell me what’s beneath it and above it:

what it smells like, how it tastes.
Tell me why the soul is made of foam.
Describe the way, for you, sweat bastes,

or doesn’t baste, desire. Tell me
just what you require. Perhaps we’ll coincide,
decide to ride together on the next outgoing tide.