symmetry is symmetry
the silence of the view.
She kept in her pocket a marble of her mother’s lot
shapes of nature the only map we need
snow forgets the land.
The ornament told them something
good words that are invisible
Think of an addiction
her lying is worse.
A white stone with a smooth hole.
Cat-guts in the wind
old Chinese man carved out of wood.
The washing could come in
and what do we tell the sun and the moon about long distance relationships?
Two hands for two eyes
areola’s selfless touch
memory’s residual conversations
Unsuspectingly Orson beamed in on their radios
the power went out but the jazz band continued
playing in candlelight.
It was love
inside a cardboard box
all the nasty little secrets
coming to the end of plain conversation.
InValhallathe bandits and samurais drank and laughed backwards
Tree eating light
Bird singing tree
The face on the cover melting.
The White Bureaucracy carved into a desk
the organism can adjust.
Interjection: what her refrigerator said…
become a mistaken red balloon
the deserted island
play with me drive me wild
happy to happy have.
It wasn’t love
the moviestars and Greek divinities laze poolside at the Playboy mansion.
Interjection 2: what the astronomer said…
There is a storm called the Great Red Spot that looks like a massive eyeball
and in it you can see all these festoons.
From here how can we see the other?
My bed made for two
drunk and sick she got to say it first
We all killed something to be here
and use our imaginations.