Robert Leary Poems

Death, wait, wait I have more things to do
I’ll take care of what’s left of me
Just wait, wait, my son’s not ready
The boat’s not finished
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Has the world become so incestually complex
that song no longer rhymes
that laughter is a sullen gesture to appease another
that being unique we're isolated
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Thanks for last night.
For once I awoke and felt whole.
Not that we’ll ever be together again
Only time holds the answer to that question
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Like the petals of a flower
Your smile rifts the air
Meddles abundant in the pollen
That is the breath that lifts despair…
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Fukushima Daiichi’s shift manager:
“let me be the one…”
I’d struggle to pronounce your name if I knew it
And can only imagine your silent thoughts
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I had to break this arrow in my heart
That I could ride the horse beneath me
Yet replete with love a storm
Still beats as I leave you
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He rattles by
Steeped in his Haitian heritage
A furtive glance
Speaks a nervous affirmation of our states
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How impersonal the hour
We're searching for each other
Faces I mistake for yours turn to dust
What was it you were wearing
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There is a world beneath a leaf
In which the beetle finds relief
There, alone, it ponders what could have been
Until it was too late to start again
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I sit alone upon this beach
Two divers one close one far
Patrol the waters to the East
I ponder which one am I
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