1.
who the ‘you’ is and for whom the ‘I’ ‘we’ be, that is
who the ‘you’ aren’t and how the who or whom you ‘is’ is
not the same ‘you’ as ‘who’ the ‘I’ or ‘you’ was
this invention
is still
a prototype
this prototype is still confused
about pronouns
this pronoun is still hoping it is not alone
this pronoun is hoping
this ‘you’ is who the you is
who the ‘I’ how ‘we’ hope the ‘they’ aren’t or
are they?
this ‘who’ is the same as this ‘they’ who
deliver
disguise
yet
who hears ‘you’ and to whom does this you, this I, this we
lean?
glean?
a transport of sorts, a supposition, a slit
between the curtains where the real world peeks in
2.
Je vous promets
...
L’amour de la vie
I don’t know what to do next, take another slurp
of wine? wave my arms in the air? surrender?
Wave this indecision proudly
sing the edges into oblivion
sing the oblivion softly, softly
sing it anyway
3.
an arctic irreverence prevented me from replying
hello, goodnight
it’s not gold but there’s something in them thar hills
preventing us from saying what comes next
4.
thanks for tuning in, or, SOUP: I want it to be really good
no more dreams of pulling hair
when you wish upon a train, when the sparks
fly you'll remember this slo-mo progeny we don't know what
else to do we try
to follow the stations of the heart
and sign up by accident for old battle stories of throwing
up
somehow
we make it to the church on time
