the grapes
remind me of the whales
gathering salt for the ocean
this is a poem about my life
you've interrupted
my life and death schedule
which gives me that poetic look each day
this is a poem about my life
where was I before I met you?
I was eroding on my way to work
and slept a lot
deep in the subways
this is a poem about my life
then I met your lips
on that windy day
I stopped poisoning my life
on Monday mornings
this is a poem about my life
when I met you
you were undressed
like a stone in the rain
I swam after utterly naked
this is a poem about my life
before you leave me to heal
I will find you someone to love
who will be shaped like a box
this is a poem about my life
before you leave me to heal
I will become an apple
and hide in a clock
this is a poem about my life
I will plant these wild lines
they will grow into honey
and weep in the spring
for you
2.14.94
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