CALL



Underneath the TV shows
The Kardashianism
The Foodie flays
The Sitcom rot
The deadly drama
Drifting over the waves
Like Tinkerbell dusting
Unknowing children
The animal screams
The traffic jams and jellies
The rusted parts of work
Kids crying over unspilt diapers
Neighbors lost in mower fumes

Underneath the thunder

A whisper calls

her


I call her name
Against a sullen wind
Freezing in a sunburnt day
Aspirating seawater
Beneath the sand
Aching sore
From doing nothing
Ripped and ripened
Shrunken as horses quarter me
Nickled and dimed to death
Making no sense of non-cents
Folding like a dollar bill
Enfolded in a trifold wallet
Wrapped in the leather
Of her soul
And wondering, wonderous
How she accosted me

U & i

                                                   U & i


How did this begin
With twist and spin and nights
Counted and countless
Pounced
And pounceless
Blemished
Like boyhood cheeks
Fathomless
Like girlhood eyes
Scented with rosewater
Stinking of over-scent
Reaching for dreams
Wrapped in plastic
Achieving things
Wispy as lake mist
In mid-spring dawns
Melting like salted snow
Refreezing in new forms
Unrecognizable
Roused from daydreaming
Blistered by fantasy
Touching a cold pillow
Wedged in a double-bed frame

Gone
Gone
Where have I gone