we change like fluttering madmen
in a firefighters frenzy
then stillness
the vast trace
of a timid yesterday too clown driven to recall
then stillness
the vast trace
of a timid yesterday too clown driven to recall
breakfast is served early.
awake to the smell of a smoke filled dawn
grey mist rising from a western mass chimney
berkshire dreams in brooklyn
only if.
in a backyard barn, five years prior
i marvel at the professor’s colored balls
two artists, married
and the woman tells us they met through rape
a yesterday longed for
in the spaces where darkness
trembles and breaks against itself
this is it. you think.
maybe, it is this.
