Desolate and lone
All night long on the lake
Where fog trails and mist creeps,
The whistle of a boat
Calls and cries unendingly,
Like some lost child
In tears and trouble
Hunting ...Read More

after Robert Francis's "Silent Poem"
rain storm rock pore flow path earth crust
thrust fault drip slope trough dam blue ooze

tile floor stained glass sitz bath rust stain
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of water with a bed of rock barely visible
from your surface. You are the only dark body
of water in a desert littered with bleeding cactus.
At your collarbones you carry a gulch, held up by a thread
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gasp of impact, temblor of thud-
the beast drops on the blade of hood,
ribs rip from their roots, hearts seize,
the windshield goes dark as an eyelid
curtaining to a horizon of blood,
black ...Read More

All day on all my days,
the lives I'm not to process wash in;
anxieties lullaby on
and quite like to be gotten among;

but now-and now-one old,
abundant flower just screws up the room. <...Read More

Locked in the beauty of the pearl, far from frail,
these people who claim to love us still
they don't give up much, do they, sealed? To eradicate class-
the looking glass of it, the complex glare: "Let me...Read More