Author: admin

Cars whipped past dangerously, you had to be aware
of how fast they were going, and it was night
and I was in love with that road.

I turn on CNN while putting away groceries–
jet crash in the Hudson, plane floating
like a lost whale. I put the milk
into the fridge. It’s the weariest work of my life,

I fight the urge to
whack him in the face.

At terminal 4, gate 24 I promised
not to make eye contact
Or commit any acts of speech
until we swoop sideways over the last vista
and pounce on a tarp.

A black swarm
takes over evening sky
wheeling and whooshing
and suddenly
they are dancers

From house to house they spread glorias and hosannas
and others of the dictionary’s hangers-on.
Inside, their targets are chattering at satellites

For two weeks since my watch departed
I have scrutinized the skin of my left wrist
to see if my life is progressing.

Good-bye, grandma of lipstick-colored bright shades of red-
and-green eyeliner from the cosmetics counter at Bloomingdale’s.