911 Wealthy

The taste of water,
or,
the color behind
when eyes closed

The scent of a
cluttered home
A place we rent quiet

Emotional traumas,
or,
lived-in fabrications of
Love

A locked box
with contents known
of angles and tones

Slap back ping pong,
or,
earth life indoors
tended as a ruler

Burned as sage
in the ceremony
in vulgar pottery

Drunk; 31 + 1 (Handwriting is important)

I know you won't come to the door
-when
-when I'm frum
-when I'm fumbl for my keys
                fumbelin
               (fumbeling)
            (losing sight of)

If you're hung over

("Be my little Baby")
              -the Ronettes













I don't mind.
Sleep n as long as you like

I
   will make you mashed potateoes

And not think too much about it

And cry because I'm happy


-and the snow plow outside
grinding deep


The investments I made in myself
-payin' off

It's embarrassingly hard to cope with
   Knowing you with


Tears on my Grandfather's shirt                
                                           shirt
                                       sweater

Intune with the Bar

The godless find Salvation
     in community outside of dogma
In things they put faith in
and take for granted
-find time to leave
create New Years Resolutions 'round
and borrow pens and napkins for
Intimate books in a tome
understood the same way
as Holy.