1560

around the corner

*———— yellow and blouse

- in bows / between

*-

no need ——–

that/into/that

it’s so simple

we’ll get it

*****

five years brown cat

across the warm grey concrete

across the soft tires and the

peeling rust rails

who isn’t here

——– ——- but!

I’m here

warm and in ash

collecting hidden sounds like

: wind stumbling just

before one

: a high wire act’s steel sighs

: a hushed falling

****

it was here I couldn’t accept

all these statuettes

for something I touch

but never get

***

I guess I’m her lover

her dumb drum

her wet dreams

her idea of a good dinner

her grey mouse

her “back then”

**

I color my lips in a soft auburn

I guess(?) a not here

all over me

and thinking of loving her

I count piano keys

my soft bravery

all

*

I’m not here

a pretentious bark

no matter

no matter here