Month: July 2009

leaving

leaving

I feel like a hollowing out when you leave and I am not going with you. It is a parting, a quick deep split, then release.

pulling the curtain back

pulling the curtain back

intuition substitutes for my short memory.Built into this human scaffoldingit reacts, a blunderer amidst refined wisdomthe uncomfortable one with greasy hair. I am no master. I count months with my fingers,and cannot recount the purpose of the circle of fifths.I am a wholly unformed vessel, 

she went that-a way

she went that-a way

It is instinct that makes us liftthe leaf to the sky that has leftonly its veins looking upthrough willowy panesit rested untouched run in by repetitions of the sun. It is the imprint of a dove’s oily chest and wings,perfect fleshy block printteased from the