the morning is a postcard from my window the sky is criss-crossed and the shadow of a bird lies silver a face i know, if the day goes longer it’s because of you God bends rainbows in those eyes behind us, nothing arrives and nothing sails even the moon is someone else's you and i, [...]
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The river will sing back.
i. we were copper once these same eyes (neither seen nor touched) now remembered in pictures in the space of a telephone pole in the vanishing, slit-black night awaken in your body and cover you like a bed of rain ii. in these same eyes a man unfolds like a miracle before a streetlight he [...]
Red Springs
among red springs i write a poem, a blank poem it hovers and crashes like the wind a gag poem, a burn poem thrashes, bleeds, loves faces extinction i dig in my pockets for the threat of rain the day presses magnanimously against my forehead poem made of dark soil poem torn from soft womb [...]
