“a potato affection, an…”
a potato affection, an earthly dud of a sustenance love
the impotence of patterns
a leaf shoots out green not a metaphor for
the young bus and its careless contents, so driven
sirens and canines
dogged by permanence, filiations
run aground, magisterial, pets on love, linked, embedded voluntarily too
depends on hanging, thoughtful, inward, trite
a burnished dismissal, the consequence
or histories, or policies, or recipes
written then thought then written then thought then written
“The bird and the walker…”
The bird and the walker coexist and the dog.
And the other dogs barking at the dog the
distance spanned underwing. The strange peace of surfaces
grass, asphalt, cement, metal top
of a road sign clasped by birds’ feet. The wooden deck
cool and flat to the bellies of dogs. The gardener, the woman
hands perched on hips, nodding. The dirt is dustbowl hard.
The same cat at this time not chased by the dog. The neighbor
at rest on the phone. The little fictions infrequent
autos transect. Plucked bird’s beak.
The Boren House. Western History Collection. Jacobson Hall.
Lindsey, Jes, Allie, Sarah Plunk.
I would love to go to the foliage shines and chirps, and other chirps,
and others, and the same, the same as the others, and
an adjacent rooster. The matte clouds. Innumerable others adjacent.
Not feeling at a loss, but surely. Hours
accumulated instead. The other side of the walker.
Scooting. Two butterflies practically linked. Train cars.
The dog sniffs at. What were you doing visiting and how
long did you stay. Sixteen of the same butterfly.
How did we finally part. After a long drive to
the falls and around and over the flat surface of our landscape.
“years, years, and years of…”
years, years, and years of hindered loving cookskin
rubremember legs next and avid fluff
doing things that sound me good as ringtone
feminine terrified dress balances fleshly onslaught
“at least I know my tradition is among the contradictions” (F. Howe)
I broke it well I broke it well I broke it
I wanted you to love me hammer
unconvincing – anthropologist in Iraq explaining us the desire for personal security