Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I'm going to imagine all this, how


I'm going to imagine all this, how
the head has gone in several different directions
none of which arrive anywhere
            other than here

I think I know your demons, they are
my demons too, I think
I know how the song goes but play it for me
one last time    anyway
and pour me whatever you've got, some
I think I know
            I am lacking grace
substantial

I'm going to imagine all this, how
I cannot blithely go and I cannot
            cannot stay

stay please sadness stay gumption stay possibilities stay
            mad

because I'm not going to imagine all this

because I was furious
because I was curious
how I'm not going

because
            I rearrange the furniture again

Friday, December 23, 2011

Sometimes I need to be wrong about everything


surplus debris, optimized
sound, wait, raise this
push this (in terms of the trajectory)

before that I was desperate
and doing an experiment;
I drilled holes in the roof and there were already holes in the roof
I was trying to connect
the wrong ones

raise X, cut this
idea of  'inside'
which makes things a little small
the end

Monday, December 19, 2011

Tantrum



            I'm fixing a hole. The heat came through, the cold came through. I don't choose my affinities, I make the holes. I fix the holes again. Starting from this beginning, I leave a lot out. I knit through death. I knit through the holes. The randomness of friendship has nothing to do with it. Your career has nothing to do with it. Stability exists alongside melting ice, slipknots, power lines, mud. This is not up to me.

I'm thinking a hole. With or without ability. With or without increases. One side of the canyon is winter, the other is still fall. Stability exists with or without an occasion. Your salary has nothing to do with it. I choose to leave a lot out.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Known Issues




you were a liar, untrustworthy, with poor judgment
you were a coward and no: my mistake
you emerge from the stall with a telephone in one hand
and this is creepier, this is stupid, but what
you were forgetting to unpack there was no point
you were awake and I was dreaming the pieces except to say
you kept forgetting to drive you were the entertainment
you took over the lecture, a reenactment of, for instance
the bad children's table
you were intransigent you were inimitable no you were just
you, you were acting as if
you were in my dream again but then
you emerge you use exclamation points you almost arrive at
you were forgetting I was awake
you waited a year alongside me you waited
you did not think this should count you were willing to accept
you were overheard you were not counting
you fake it easily but I remember you saying, the look in your eyes
you forgive easily but I remember

I remember it all