I want to climb up this world like an
Ant up a leg- the leg of any mammal until
I find you and can rest panting in the little flower
Bed making an areola around your rusting
...
Realizing that I am something else past its
Prime,
While you have been enjoying him for time in
Memorial;
...
Pulling the trucks to your grotto: Sharon,
Wont you look at our flags: We’ve sewn them ourselves
Out all night above our grandmothers’
Graves;
...
The night maelstroms in its unisex cathedral;
Isn’t that always beautiful, like a candelabrum on an
Unbanishable ship above the students’ heads:
Those boys and girls who are always young at heart,
...
I cannot sleep: The day is mean against
My body:
I think of her, and the hours troop like snails:
Where are they going but to other
...
I am having trouble passing through the day:
Something has gone from inside me, gone over the sea
Rushing to find the stone that
Skipped away; and I make my ideas up in my head,
...
Oh my god, this is the police
In warm weather, in cold weather, and then in
Warm weather again;
Or this is at least your uncle who has seen you naked
...
Talking in tongues of
Landmines
The night smells really
Wonderful
...
My mother is back at home, and the canals are
Fully filled, engorged beneath the catwalks as they
Were billed;
And she is making an annoyance as she tidies up and
...
Nothing but a dirty boy naked except
For when I sleep:
That is when I put my work clothes on and set out
Down for the burning canyon
...